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#okay well. by this i mean it sent me to the hospital
ynsvnte · 17 days
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Keep me trapped, don’t take me back ! — Lee Heeseung
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Genre: smut (18+ MDNI!!), college, jock x nerd?, fluff, est. relationship
Word Count: 1.3K
Warnings: pet names, unprotective sex, begging, degrading , jealous sex, rough?sex, fingering, possessiveness, swearing, kissing, creampie, breeding
Pairing: jock!hee x fem!reader
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You walked into the gym noticing the basketball team having practice today. You stop in your tracks looking at one of the players make his shot in the hoop. You're quite impressed to say the least. That’s until you hear someone call your name, making you turn your head. You see, it's Lee Heeseung. The popular jock everyone would say. To cut it short he’s your boyfriend. A dream come true, right? You don’t know how, but you managed to catch his attention during one of his games. Heeseung fell in love with you in mere seconds. Oh how you were so cute with your glasses. Focused on the game. He wanted you to be focused on him. But this was during your sophomore year of college. Which was 2 years ago. Now senior year.
“Hey Yn!” Heeseung runs towards you pulling you into a hug. You hugged him back trying to not get his sweat onto you.
“Babe you’re sweating..” you say looking up at him. He only chuckles before kissing your forehead. Letting go of the hug. “Can you stay for practice, of course if you’re not busy..” you smile at his consideration. “I’ll stay. That’s why I came here in the first place..” Heeseung smiles at you before running back to the court.
You sit on the bleachers, watching him practice. That’s until you notice his teammate. You don’t know his name. But all you know is that he is a very very good player. Almost making everyone shot. No one noticed..or so you thought.
But heeseung did. Despite you being sort of far away from him. He can see your stares at the guy. He had no problems with the guy. But he did it the way you were staring at the guy and not him. You should only be looking at him. Heeseung was tapped on the shoulder, causing him to look away from you before focusing on practice.
Hour later, practice finally ended. You sit up and stretch your body before walking down to heeseung. “You did well today…” you said handing him a towel and a bottle of water. Heeseung nodded. Odd he would usually hug you with his sweaty body. You stand awkwardly. Hoping he would say something. Heeseung grabs his bag before dragging you by your hand, taking you to his car. Heeseung unlocks his car before making you get in. You felt something incredibly wrong. You wait for him to enter the driver's seat. You both sit there in awkward silence. “You okay?” You finally decided to ask. Heeseung stays quiet for a bit before sighing. “No..” No, what happened? You’re sure nothing bad happened at practice, everything went just fine. “N-no why?” You slightly stuttered on your words due to you being nervous. “Ha- why? You should know this princess already..” Already know? What did you do? You’re sure you didn’t do anything wrong. “I know?”
“Yes..you know..” you shake your head, denying it “I don’t..what do you mean…” Heeseung turns to face you looking straight into your eyes.. “I mean why were you staring at that guy and not me?” Oh, he was jealous. This wasn’t the first time. He gets jealous easily, it’s bad to the point he almost sent someone to the hospital. “Oh..umm..” You never liked him being jealous. Jealous heeseung scares you the most. Taking his anger out on you by marking you. “Sorry..it’s just that I found it impressive how well he was playing..”
“So you think I’m not good?” “What no, I never said that..he’s just good, but not better than you..” You tried to explain yourself. Hoping you’ll get him to calm down a bit. Heeseung only looked at you before turning to the steering wheel, turning on the car. He starts driving back to his place.
Once you arrive at his place. You get out of the car, meet with Heeseung, opening the door aggressively. You took a step in, him following you after slamming the door with a loud thund. Which made you startled, Quietness filled up the room until heeseung shoved you against the wall kissing you aggressively. Lips meshing together. Tongue kissing to be exact. Heeseung grips your waist harshly before grabbing your wrist leading you into his bedroom. He pushes you onto the bed. “You think I’m good huh..? Bet I’m better at him at fucking..” you can feel yourself getting wet. Heeseung doesn’t waste time, quickly pulling down your pants revealing your soaked through panties. “Such a slut, already wet..” your legs close automatically because of his words. Heeseung smirks at this. “I see you like being called slut? Don’t you slut?” You nodded your head making him snicker, “words.” He said firmly.
You shiver slightly, “yes I like being called a slut..” Heeseung goes back to kissing you. Removing each piece of clothing on your body leaving you bare naked once he pulls away. “Fuck so pretty, such a pretty little slut..” He removes his clothes before making you lay on your back.. You start to feel his fingers graze over your bare pussy making you moan slightly.. “Hmm..what’s that slut? Enjoying this so much?” Heeseung doesn’t let you respond, before shoving a finger inside of you. You try to hold in your moan, keeping quiet. “Awee slut holding in her moans, Don’t..need everyone to hear how much of a slut of you are. My slut..” you do as said and begin moaning softly. Not caring anymore if anyone can hear you. Heeseung begins to move his finger inside of you faster..
“Should I add another finger..” Heeseung says, looking at you, waiting for your answer. “Yes.” Uh oh heeseung didn’t like that. “Can’t say just yes slut need you to beg for my finger. Since one finger can’t please you..” You whimper at his words.. “Please..baby..wanna come..wanna come so so so bad.. just for you..” you hoped that was enough to convince him. Heeseung smirks at you before slowly shoving another finger inside. Now you have 2 fingers inside of you pleasuring you. Your moans got louder and louder. You could feel your high coming before he abruptly stops. You whine..at the missing feeling. Heeseung pulls his fingers out.. licking your wet slick on his fingers moaning at the taste…
“Time to fuck you..so you know who you belong to..” Fuck.. you prepare yourself what’s to come. Heeseung places his tip on your pussy before pushing himself inside your warm pussy. He moans out loud at the feeling of you clenching around him. You try to get used to his size. Heeseung doesn’t give you enough time to get used to him though, he starts thrusting into you at a fast pace. You’re already moaning out loud, vey the neighbors can hear you both. Maybe even the sound of skin slipping against each other. Both of Heeseung's arms beside your head, supporting himself up. Heeseung leans in kissing you. You moan into the kiss. Enjoying the feeling of his tip hitting your cervix and his mouth on yours. You can slightly taste yourself on his tongue. You start tightening around him, feeling your high getting closer. So heeseung quickened his pace. The sound of skin slapping getting louder. You can feel his balls slap against you. And before you knew. You can feel his load enter you..filling you up so good. Heeseung collapses on top of you, breathing hard.
“You did so well..” heeseung wraps his arms around you, cuddling you. You smile at him before kissing his nose.. “Did I hurt you in any way..?” You shook your head. “No I’m fine, don't worry..”
“We gotta shower, especially what just happened and practice today..I’m already sweating more than I was earlier. You giggled at his words before cuddling him longer. Maybe you should make him jealous more often..yeah that sounds like a good idea.
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Author’s note: it’s one am rn but umm speed ran this shir hoped you liked it Im in sorta my flop era THIS CAN NOT VE HAPPNDIG!?&:!
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caeunot · 2 months
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johnnie guilbert x reader
johnnie writing zombie about you
idea by @beansnsoup !
➷ you and johnnie have known each other for almost two years now, you two hang out at least once a week, normally to do a video since everytime you two collab the video gets at least 100k more views.. but also because you guys get along so well. everytime your together you both laugh so hard there are tears and unlike jake you keep your space clean so videos don't need a whole cleaning crew to sort out the mess afterwards. either way you two have become pretty close, and when johnnie told you he was working on a new song you were so excited. you love all his music and you always try to watch every cover post he does on tiktok.
you showed up to jake and johnnies place to sleep over since you live an hour away and you are free both today and tomorrow so you might as well stay longer. you normally sleep in johnnies bed and johnnie sleeps on the couch since they don't have a spare room, you are fine sleeping on couch but johnnie insists everytime that you get his room.
the moment you came in the house something felt a little off, like as if there was an unusual energy in the air or that there's a secret between them that your not let into. you don't let it get to you since you were about to go on jake's live.
"jake no offence but why do you always make me eat the most unhealthy shit ever", you say as the live was ending. " okay y/n that's just mean, this is my diet your talking about ", " next time I'm on your live and you like faint from too much sugar ill refuse to drive you to the hospital, I'll just leave you there and take your room so johnnie doesn't have to sleep on the couch when I stay over" jake rolls his eyes. "so basically what your saying is that you want me dead so you could be roommates with johnnie instead.. I see how it is..." you shove him slightly and he screams dramatically and grabs his arm in fake pain. you laugh and the both of you say goodbye to chat.
"that was great, I think that was our best yet!" jake says cleaning up the mess he made. "I think so too! I wish johnnie could have joined though". you noticed how jake immediately got a massive smile on his face, " hey what's that smile for" you say giggling. "oh nothing" jake says winking before starting to drive you both back to the house.
a few minutes after coming back johnnie comes up to you, wanting to show you something. he leads you to his room and sits down on his bed. he starts petting the spot next to him, letting you know you can sit. as you sat he leaned behind and pulled out his guitar. "oh yay are you going to show me your new song!" you say doing a small clap. "yup! it's the one I've been talking about the past few weeks!" he says, you notice his voice is a little shakey but you figure it's normal when singing to a person alone. he cleared his throat and began singing.
Blood red sheets are my favorite
I could be your greatest weakness
'Cause she's got me so damn nervous
I'm a zombie, baby, what's my purpose?
you were enjoying the song so much you were barely taking note of the lyrics, at the end you gave him a massive hug. "johnnie that was great! I think this is my new favorite song of yours, you better be putting it on Spotify".
he blushed slightly, "I'm glad you like it! but I wana ask like.. what do you think of it". you tilt your head to the side a bit confused, "wait what do you mean?". " it's, uh, never mind don't worry" johnnie says putting his guitar away giving you a weak smile.
the energy was really weird now, the feeling you had before was 10x worse and you had no idea why.
a few hours later you said goodnight to the boys and got into bed, you had sat on your phone for a bit when the events of the day really started to sink in and you hated that there was unresolved issues, so you texted johnnie asking if he's awake. as you sent the text you saw a light flash on the bed. you check and it's johnnies phone
y/n 🧟‍♂️ ♥️:
heyy, i don't want to wake you just incase your asleep but if you aren't can we talk?
you laughed at the fact he put a zombie by your contact name, but as you were about to get out of bed to give him his phone it struck you. johnnies song is literally called zombie, maybe that has something to do with the emoji by your contact name. you immediately tried to recall the lyrics of his song,
I want your heart
I want your brain and that body
'Cause you got me going too insane
You can't control mе
I want your heart
I want your brain and that body
'Cause you got me acting likе a fucking zombie
y/n you absolute dumbass, johnnie wasn't just playing a song for you! he was singing his feelings. it all makes sense now, you know for a fact that johnnie gets really anxious when talking about his feelings and if he ever did want to ask you out he probably would be to shy to say it outright, jake probably knew and that's why the energy was so awkward today!
you immediately jump out of bed and go to the living room, you see johnnie typing something on his laptop but when he notices you he smiles closing his it, "you okay? it's pretty late" he asks as you sit down next to him. "johnnie can I ask you something?" you say biting your lip. "sure what's up".
"who was the person you wrote zombie about?" you said, ripping off the bandaid. at first he opened his mouth but then shut it again looking away, even in the dark you are noticing how he is getting flushed. "johnnie?", he didn't answer and instead put his arms under yours and held you for a soft hug, " it's you y/n, I wrote it about you" the hug lingered for awhile just like the silence in the air.
"johnnie I feel the same" you say after the hug finishes. "wait, really?", you take his hands in your own, "yes, really". he says nothing but then leans in for a soft kiss that you reciprocate, his hands gently fall onto your waist, as your kiss started turning more intense johnnie pulls away taking you off guard, "wait, before we carry on its my turn to ask a question" you make a confused face. "can I call you my girlfriend?" you let out a little laugh, "yes, yes yes yes!!" you say as you leaned in again, and this time you can feel his smile through each and every kiss.
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annesart · 1 month
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𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐉𝐎𝐘 || J. Hughes
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SUMMARY: A big moment for Jack and Y/n is definitely their daughter being finally born!
PAIRING: Jack Hughes x fem! reader
WARNINGS: labor, birth, ...
NOTE: I know nothing about how birth goes, so let's take this really amateur.
-> BABY HUGHES SERIES <-
You had been feeling belly cramps since the morning, even before Jack left for practice. At first it seemed like usual pregnancy cramps, but since the morning they grew stronger. Not only once Jack asked you if you're okay, if he should stay at home with you, but you refused. You thought it was nothing. Until now.
You got up from the couch and felt a strong cramp. Except this wasn't just any cramp - it was a contraction. You felt that your water broke. "Holy moly..." you hissed in pain. You tried to look for your phone and immediately dialed Jack's nunber.
No reply.
Again?
Nothing.
"Jack, pick the damn up." With a few more tries you gave up and called Luke instead. "Yes Y/n?" he picked it up. You breathed a sigh of relief. Jack must be with him. "Hey, mhmmm..." you stopped because of the pain. "Y/n, are you okay?"
"Luke, is Jack with you?" you asked and shut your eyes. "Yeah, he's on the ice, what's going on?" you could hear that they're still in the arena. "I need you to tell him that, I think, it's happening -"
"What's happening?"
"I'm probably in labor, dummy."
Luke almost chocked to your words. "Alright! Alright, I'll tell him, he'll be with you in a minute!" Luke panicked. You were about to hang up when you heard last thing. "JACK! Y/N IS IN LABOR-" And then, he hang up.
You smiled to yourself and looked down on your belly. "It's here, baby girl." rubbing the belly you're phone started ringing. It was Jack. "Yea-"
"Honey, are u okay? I'm so, so sorry for not picking up. Is the baby alright? Please tell me you didn't give birth at home on the couch." Slight panic could be heard in Jack's voice.
"I'm fine, I'm having contractions, it's time, honey." you giggled. From Jack's phone was hearable that he's in car, on his way.
"Good, good, uh- I'm on my way, I'll be there in 3 minutes, okay? Can we do that?"
"Jack, honey, please drive carefully, we have time."
A moment later, Jack ran into the apartment, still in his sport clothes, which he wears under his hockey gear. "Is everything packed? Are you feeling better? I mean - how can you be better? Well-"
"First of all, I'm just fine. Second, what in the world are you wearing?"
"I haven't had time to change! Let's go!"
"Jackie, we'll not leave until you change into something normal." Jack's eyes met yours. It was so funny, how calm you were instead of how nervous he was. "But-"
"None but! We're serious, you don't want our daughter seeing you in this for the first time.” you pointed at the tight clothing.
"Babe, oh my gosh." before he went to change, he rubbed your belly and you made sure you have everything needed.
When you arrived at the hospital, another wave of contractions went through your body. "Are you okay?" asked Jack. You nodded, trying to breathe through the pain.
"Okay, let's go." he said and helped you to the reception where you were sent to your room. All the checks from doctors and nurses they made it clear that there is still some time before your daughter enters the world
"I can't believe she'll be here with us in a little while." said Jack gently. His panic already fade away, but yours grew. "Me too," you sighted. "but, I'm scared, Jack."
Jack looked at you and took your hand. "Baby, you can do this. Look how far you've come, you carried our baby for 9 months! That's more than I actually did but - it was worth it, right?" he smirked and that made you laugh.
Few hours passed, Jack already called his and yours family, who promised they'll arrive as soon as possible. Your contractions were stronger and more frequent. Jack held your hand and you squeezed it as hard as you even could.
"Jack," you whined. "Jack, please call the doctor, I can't do this anymore." Jack nodded and went to find a doctor. You tried your best to remind yourself that all of this pain and suffering will be soon worth it, and you'll hold your little baby.
Jack came back together with doctor. In his face was again nervousness. "Alright, Mrs. Hughes let's take a look." the doc said. You grabbed Jack's hand. "I think it's time for you to push."
Your eyes widened. You weren't ready. "Promise me you'll hold my hand." you said, you're voice shaking. "I won't let go, baby, you're brave." he took your hand and kisses you on forehead.
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"I can't do this anymore, Jack-" you breathed out. Sweat was coming down your face, running out of breath. "It's okay, love, breathe, you can do this." Jack tried to calm you down. Even though deep down he thought you hated him in this moment, which made him smile a little.
"It hurts." you whined again. Jack turned to you. "You just need to push few more times and our baby will be with us."
His words encouraged you. You took every last strength you had and pushed few more times. Until you heard a cry. Jack's eyes filled with water and smile widened.
"You did it!" he kissed you. They placed the little baby, still crying, on your chest - and it was the cutest baby ever. "She has your nose! I told you!" you cried out and watched Jack.
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"She's beautiful. Just like you." Jack said, your daughter holding his finger. "But she has your nose, your eyes... I can't believe this." you replied. Daughter, that you finally now call Emma, laid in the blanket in your arms.
You heard the door opening, your parents went through. "Hi!" Ellen said. Their view of you and Jack holding together the tiny human being made then emotional. "Oh wow!" your mom almost cried.
"She's beautiful!" Jim patted Jack's back. You and Jack were all smiles knowing that you made it. "Look, Em, that's your uncle Luke!" Luke was at first speechless, but that was all because of hiding in the emotions and a sense of pride not only for Jack but especially for you.
"Hello Em," he looked at you and Jack. "Wanna hold her?" you asked. Luke's eyes got wide. "Uh, that's okay-"
"C'mon Luke, get ready for babysitting." Jack joked and Ellen she slapped his shoulder in warning. Luke found a courage to take Emmy from your arms and cradled her for a while. "Congratulations, sweetheart!" your mom and dad shared a hug with you.
"Quinn is sorry for not coming, he couldn't make it." Ellen looked at Em. "It's alright we'll facetime him," Jack looked at you. "We did it, love." Love in his eyes grew stronger as he was so proud of you, and that made you fell in love with him all over again.
And when you looked at the crib, where was a sign saying Emma Hughes you couldn't find a words to actually believe that this is really happening.
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Alrightttty, I finally found a courage to write continuing of Baby Hughes series! I'm sorry if it seemed awkward or something, it was my fist time writing something like this, but anyway hope y'all going to like it and get ready for more Emmy content! 🧸
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versadies · 1 year
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this time (alhaitham x gn!reader)
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SALUTATIONS. this time (part two of next time)
ADDRESSED. alhaitham (w/ gn!reader)
STAMP. in which things have never been the same since your lover found you after you’ve been kidnapped, and tries to win your heart once more as well as for your forgiveness. (this is mostly on alhaitham’s pov after saving you)
CONTENT. angst/with-comfort, slight spoilers to sumeru archon quest (3.2), mentions of kidnapping, mentions of violence, reader now has a vision and is slightly traumatized, grammar errors, ooc alhaitham (only skimmed through his lore while writing this fic)
POST-SCRIPT. yipeeee it’s finally done !! special thanks to @crowbird who sent an ask about this fic, it’s acc what i was going for as well (but ive made reader suffered enough so i didnt go all out)
LINKS. masterlist \ taglist
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How long has it been since Alhaitham has been waiting outside of Bimarstan? 
He couldn’t recall, but neither did he care about that. What he cares more is what’s happening inside the hospital where you’re currently treated.
As soon as Alhaitham’s done with his part on the mission, he didn’t waste any time to start looking for you, his heart beating faster than ever from his worries of what the Akademiya has done to you. 
Whatever they did, he hoped that you were okay. 
With the help of Cyno and some of his friends, he managed to find out that you’re located in the desert, but not in a state he had hoped he’d find you in. 
It took him two days until he finally found you in an abandoned hospital, only to see you standing in the middle of the room with a hollow look on your face, surrounded by fallen eremites and other people who are working for Azar–
Not to mention.. A vision in your hand, one that holds the symbol of anemo. 
What happened?
Alhaitham paid no mind to the unconscious bodies on the ground, his focus is on you – who remains unaware that you have other company besides your captors. 
“...( Name )?” He cautiously called out. 
You immediately turn around when you heard a familiar voice, only for your eyes to widen at the sight of your lover standing not too far away from you, his weapon in hand–
Oh gods, what have you done?
It begins to dawn on you when you realize what you just did, causing you to start breathing heavily. “I… I didn’t mean to–” You look down at your shaking hands with wide eyes, “I didn’t mean to knock them– th-they tried to take me away, to some… to some guy who goes by the Doctor and I-I was so scared, I was freaking out and, and one of them was about to hit me and suddenly everyone’s jus–” 
You find yourself falling onto your knees with a sob, the fear and anxiety you tried to hide for the past two days as you were pushed and dragged through the sand and heat slowly started to come out in the open. 
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” were all the words you could muster at the moment, not noticing how Alhaitham starts walking towards you.  
It was only when you felt something warm beginning to wrap around you when you realized your lover’s hugging you in a comfort embrace, causing you to let out a shaky gasp.
“I don’t care what you did to them,” Alhaitham tells you, his heart shattering at the sight of you being frightened with yourself, “I’m just glad you’re okay now. You’re safe, ( Name ).” 
He closes his eyes shut, not intending to let you go just yet. “I’m… I’m sorry for everything. I’m sorry for leaving you. I regretted leaving you out of the dark with what I was doing and… I just wanted to keep you safe, but it seems it only made things dangerous for you instead.” 
You couldn’t help but be taken back from how his words sounded so sincere, so genuine – you knew how your lover is with these kinds of things, so you knew just how much he means it when he apologized. 
You couldn’t help but break into tears. 
“It hurts so much…” You hiccuped, hugging him back as you sob. “I thought… I thought I did something wrong that made you–”
Your breath hitches when he holds onto you tighter. “This is never your fault. It’s mine alone for never considering how this would affect us badly. You’ve been nothing but an amazing person in my life and I took it for granted.” He said, angrier with his foolish self for making you feel this way for all this time. 
“I… When I found out that they took you, I felt like I.. I’ve...” He struggles to find the right words to tell you just how scared he was when he found out about you being held captive by the Akademiya. 
He relaxes when you start moving your arms around him. “I know..” You whispered reassuringly, as though you read his mind. “Just take me back, ‘Haitham.” 
“Mr. Alhaitham?” Alhaitham’s thoughts are cut away when he hears the familiar voice of the doctor who took charge of healing you, causing him to stand up when he sees him walking out from the door. 
“How’s ( Name )?” The scribe asks. 
“They’re doing well. They just need more food, water, and plenty of rest and they’ll be okay. Though, we need to keep them under our watch for the rest of the week to check up on their major injuries now and then.” Zakariya then let out a sigh. “I just can’t believe their captors are heartless enough to not feed them well, not to mention the injuries inflicted on them. It was fortunate enough that you’re able to find them before things could’ve gone worse for your lover.” 
Alhaitham’s heart feels broken once more when he hears about your condition, making him all the more angry that he wasn’t fast enough to find you (and the fact that Azar and his pathetic followers’ punishments aren’t enough). 
“May I visit them now?” He asks. 
The doctor nods in response. “I believe so. They were looking for you when they woke up.” 
That was enough for Alhaitham to immediately come inside the hospital (not without thanking Zakariya, of course) and visit you, bringing your favorite meal that he made beforehand as well as flowers. 
It reminded him of back when he was on his way to take you out on your first date together, with him always fixing his outfit (despite the fact that you’ve seen him wear it everyday) and checking if he has everything – as though he was a bit nervous. 
By the time he eventually arrives to where you are, you notice his presence immediately, causing you to turn away from the view of your window and look at your lover. 
The two of you stare at each other in silence, not knowing what to say. 
Alhaitham decides to break the silence. “...How are you?” 
“...Never been better, I suppose.” You respond quietly, looking down at your hands. “I mean, my lover’s finally talking to me after so long and I’m no longer blind and tied up for two days straight; not to mention how I didn’t kill anyone when I received my vision so… that’s good.” He winces from your words. 
You then look up to where he is. “I can’t… forgive you so easily for what you’ve done as much as it sounds selfish of me.” You confessed.
Alhaitham shakes his head. “No, it’s alright. I expected you to not forgive me straight away.” He says reassuringly. “All I ask is if you could give me a chance to make everything up. Let me make up for the time we lost.”
You frowned. “Then what? Will you suddenly get busy again and ignore me for the next few months? A year maybe?”
“I won’t repeat what happened last time.” He said. “Not when it almost cost me to lose you.” 
Your eyes soften. “I’m too scared to take the risk and experience the same thing all over again.” Deep down, you were touched when you heard from your nurse that your lover did everything he could to find you and get you back, as well as how he waited for a long long time until he was allowed to come inside the hospital and see you again – without reading a book even. 
But you knew that you can’t just let what he did slide so easily. 
“Trust me. Just one last time.” Alhaitham asks, almost in a desperate way. “If I mess up again, and I’ll make sure I won’t, then you can leave me.” He wanted to come closer to you, to sit down on the edge of the bed and place his hands on your wrapped hands in a reassuring way, but he didn’t want to overstep your boundaries. “If you still want to leave me without a chance, then that’s alright.”
You quietly think about what to do. As much as you’re heartbroken that your lover had ignored you for such a long time, you still unfortunately love that man, but you can’t forgive him just yet. 
You let out a sigh. “I’ll give you one month to make it all up to me, then I’ll decide if I leave.” You said, causing his shoulders to relax. 
“I won’t let you down, ( Name ).” He declares with confidence. 
You smile lightly, now noticing the things he’s been holding throughout the whole conversation. “You do know that giving me my favorite food and my favorite flowers today isn’t enough to make me forgive you, right?” 
Alhaitham hums. “I’m aware. I’m guessing that the hospital didn’t give you any food that you’re craving, so I thought about making it for you before I visit.” 
You know he was right, although the hospital did give you food to eat, it didn’t match the sweet taste of the ones you’ve been longing to eat, such as the foods that your lover always cooks for you whenever he can just for you. 
“Pretty sure they cooked better than you though.” You joked. 
His lips slightly move upward. “Oh? Won’t you try and see if you’re right then?” 
You scoot over a little, a small invitation for him to finally come up to you. “Only if you hand-feed me.” You said, thinking he’d refuse and make you eat it yourself.
To your surprise however, you underestimated just how much that man loves you. 
“If that’s what you wish then.” Without hesitation, he instantly comes up to your bed and sits down next to you, putting your flowers next to your bed and unpacked your meal (you didn’t bother to point out how he looked so eager to do so). 
As you eat your meal that he made, you can’t help but reminisce about the times when he used to do this to you. Particularly when you get sick and he has to take care of you, something that he always reassures you that he’s completely okay with it and willing to do it as long as it’s for you. 
“I’ll have to cook meals for you everyday then if it makes you that happy.” He suddenly says as he feeds you, making you realize that you’ve been smiling the entire time. “What do you say about curry shrimp tomorrow when I visit here?” 
“You’re going to visit here again?” You ask in a surprised tone. “Don’t you have things to do with the Akademiya?” 
“Even in different situations, I’d still put everything down just to take care of you.” Alhaitham explains. “Don’t worry about my duties in the Akademiya, I’m sure they’ll be doing alright without my presence for a while.” 
You hummed. “Alright then.” 
Alhaitham is one dedicated man, you’d admit. 
Everyday, he’d always come and visit you with a meal in hand, as well as things that could make you no longer be bored from lying down on the hospital bed all day. On some days, the two of you would play TCG (with Cyno, Kaveh and Tighnari whenever they visit you), read books together silently, listen to music together with his music player that he personally made when he first became the scribe, and even take a stroll around the street together. 
You’re still reluctant with his company, but nevertheless, you didn’t feel uncomfortable from it. 
Of course, there were other things you’d do whenever Alhaitham is away. Sometimes you’d be found helping the doctors and nurses taking care of the patients, taking care of all the flowers he gifted you, and so on. 
Your injuries were slowly getting better, much to everyone’s relief, and you were no longer as shaken up as before from the incident that happened on the day Alhaitham found you.
Not that he asked you about it. Now that you think about it, not a single person dared to ask what happened to you during your kidnapping, nor did anyone ask how you got your anemo vision, excluding some clueless people who were unaware of what happened to you. 
Cyno did a good job in making sure that it looked like the eremites and Azar’s subordinates were ambushed by him and Alhaitham and not you, not wanting you to get in trouble for simply defending yourself from your captors. You’re grateful that he never questioned you about what happened.
It was hard to get used to the vision that reminded you of what happened, but with your friends’ help, you managed to slowly live with it as well as learn how to use it to protect yourself better. 
By the time you were released from the hospital, you’re surprised that Alhaitham’s still continuing to do the same thing he’s been doing for the past week. 
During your meals, it was Alhaitham who’s been doing the cooking instead of you, with Kaveh whining about why he doesn’t get the same treatment. He also made sure to always kiss you goodbye before he sets off to tend to his duties in the Akademiya, something that you missed for so long. 
For someone who has an unpredictable schedule, he always makes sure to make time for you, for what is freedom if he can’t enjoy it without you?
Slowly and surely, you begin to forgive him and find yourself smiling every now and then.
Sure, he’d sometimes come back home late, but it was never like last time. Sure, he’d sometimes be too focused on his work in his office, but it was never like last time. Unlike last time, you finally feel like you’re living with a lover and not a stranger. 
Whenever you could, the two of you would go out in the woods and train your skills with your vision, something you’re grateful for since using a vision isn’t as easy as you thought it would be. 
The kidnapping still haunted you with nightmares that made you lose sleep as well as some things that reminded you of it, but with Alhaitham, you feel less scared and more comforted from him, who always made sure to stay by your side and be with you when you needed it. 
He’s more considerate than before, you’d admit.
Of course, you made sure to show your gratitude by visiting Alhaitham in his office in the Akademiya like you usually did before, secretly surprised with how he’s always found in his office despite the fact that he’s usually everywhere but there (it’s as if he’s been anticipating you to visit him), and give him a meal that you made before going your way to the Grand Bazaar. 
Until one day, Alhaitham requested you something. 
“When you come and visit me at the Akademiya…” You slowly waited for him to tell you to not come there, only for your eyes to widen at his next words. “...Do make sure to bring two meals so we can eat together.”
You processed what he just said to you. “You mean… eat our meals together? You and me?”
He nodded in response, looking as though he’s unbothered with what he said. “Who else if not you?”
You try to hide your smile before obliging his request. “I’ll keep it in mind then.”
Since then, you find yourself eating your meal with your lover whenever you come and visit. 
You never dared to point out how his lunchbox is always clean and empty whenever he’s done with it.
Sometimes if time allows it, he’d also visit the Grand Bazaar to watch you perform on stage with Nilou, who’s shocked to see the scribe himself – especially with a fascinated look on his face as he watches you perform.
After your performance, Nilou couldn’t help but carefully ask him about his presence in a place such as the Grand Bazaar. 
The man could only huff. “Am I not allowed to support my lover?” He comments. “Don’t mind my presence and go enjoy what you love just like what I’m doing right now.” 
“Watching your lover?” She questioned quietly, looking back at where you are, who’s currently helping one of your colleagues with another task. “You must really love ( Name ), huh?” 
“Not just love.” He clarifies, crossing his arms. “They’re my freedom and eternal oasis.” 
Nilou feels touched by the scribe’s words. She could see now why you’re so willing to give him another chance. 
“( Name ) feels the same way, if you’re wondering.” She said with a soft smile. “I hope you’ll continue to make them happy like they are now. It’s been so long since the Grand Bazaar’s last seen ( Name ) being this happy.”  
“I’ll make sure of that.” Alhaitham assures the woman, his eyes softening at the sounds of you laughing at whatever your colleague told you. “I’ll make sure they’ll be happy, even if we’re no longer together like now.” 
Even when you’re still hesitant to forgive him in fear that it’ll happen again, Alhaitham is willing to wait for you and prove to you that he won’t do the same thing ever again no matter how long it takes.
Just like how you waited for him to come home when he was nothing but distant, he’s willing to wait for you the same way.
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kirihoon · 11 months
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BAKUGOU GETTING HIT WITH A TRUTH QUIRK
because why not 🤷🏻‍♀️
cw: tons of curse words
"Bakugou-san, are you okay?" you ask him. You saw him get hit with a villain's quirk earlier. Though he seems physically fine. Well, relatively. He has more than a few scratches and bruises from the fight. Nothing that'll leave a mark tho. You're still worried of how the quirk might affect him.
"tsk. I'm not fine! I'm hurt!" you stood there shocked at his response. Never in the five years you've known him has he ever answered that way. You've heard him say he was fine while being wheeled into the hospital, stabs all over him.
Bakugou is just as shocked at his answer.
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That isn't what he meant to say! He's not fucking weak! He's the strongest hero, damn it!
But he doesn't have time to ponder this because you quickly move over to him, checking every inch of his body and muttering that he needs to go to the hospital.
"Oy! I said I'm not fine." He meant to say he was fine! He swears! Please don't think he's some weak ass hero who can't handle a few cuts. "Fuck! That isn't what I meant to say!"
At this point, you're freaking the fuck out. How hurt does he have to be to actually admit it? You don't even register you're surroundings. Neither of you notice the villain tied up and smirking at you and Bakugou's little conversation.
"Are you in pain? What can I do? How can I help? I swear it's gonna be okay. Okay? Don't panic, don't fucking panic!" you say in a rushed increasingly higher voice.
You are definitely not panicking, nope. Bakugou's fine. He's a hero. He's a great, strong, and resilient hero. He's going to be okay. He is. You promise yourself that he is. But, but what if?
Your breathing quickens now. This can't be happening. He can't, he can't do this. You haven't even been able to confess your feelings to him. You've been hyping yourself up for a couple months now, ever since you've decided to admit you like him after a few years of silence. He can't not let you at least say it. Selfish bastard.
"Y/n? Are you okay? I know you're cute as fuck when you're worrying about me but you don't have to. I'm going to be okay."
What. The. Fuck. Where the fuck did that come from? Bakugou didn't mean to say that. Well, it is true, he thinks. But all his blood is now rushing to his cheeks. Blush reaching even his ears and neck.
You're no better. You're wide eyes from panic are now due to you being flustered. Okay, calm down Y/n. There has to be a rational reason why a hero waaayyy out of your league is saying you're cute. Maybe he got hit in the head a little too hard? Maybe it was a quirk that makes him lie or damaged his eyesight or something. Yeah, that's probably it.
You say nothing as you turn around and find a medic who could help him. You practically sprint away from him. Your heart is beating too fast. Maybe you should find yourself a medic too.
Bakugou is left there, embarrassed. Oh no. He's an idiot. Y/n ran away. Of course, they don't like him that way. That sweet angel sent by the gods. How could theh ever like a loud, aggressive, and angry man like him?
He needs to explain himself. Maybe he could say it was a joke. But that seems cruel. Maybe he could say he wasn't talking about you. No, that doesn't even make sense. Maybe he could blame Deku. Yeah, that always works. But how could he make it seem like Midoriya's fault.
He ends his inner monologue and decides he should just talk to you. He found you alone near one of the ambulances, looking around.
"Hey, y/n. Let me explain." Okay that's the easy part. Now, for the actual explaining part. He's a mighty hero, he's taken down a shit ton of villains. Why does this seem to be way harder. "The truth is, I like you. I have for a while now. It's true, you're cute when you worry. Especially when it's about me. It's nice to know I matter enough to you for you to actually care if I'm okay."
Huh? That's both of your reactions. Where the fuck did that come from? This time, Bakugou is the one to leave. Embarrassed and scared of your response.
You catch up to him and grab his wrist. "I like you too, Bakugou-san! I thought I never had a chance with you. Please, go on a date with me!" Your puppy dog eyes stare at him, into his soul. You patiently wait for his response despite your growing anxiety. "F-fine! Dumbass. I should have been the one to ask you out." He says, rolling his eyes. Yet, he still couldn't hide the smile on his face and twinkle in his eyes while staring at you.
Six months later, you and Bakugou are happily together. You and him were sorting through a couple criminals' files for a report when you stumble across the incident that kick-started your relationship. Only then did you realize he was hit with a truth quirk.
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Bonus:
"What just happened?" A flabbergasted Midoriya asks as he watched the interaction between Bakugou and Y/n.
"I genuinely don't know." Kirishima answers, looking equally shocked.
The villain snickered, "I know what happened~" he says in a teasing tone. The two men look at him, waiting for an explanation.
"I hit him with a truth quirk, he can only say the truth for a couple hours" he says, smirking despite the chains around him.
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"Hey, Bakubro! Who's your best and manliest bro in the whole world?" Kirishima asks Bakugou back at the office. Only the two of them and Midoriya are present. They just finished discussing the logistics of the incident.
"What the fuck? Obviously it's you, Shitty Hair!"
"Aw, Bakubro, you're so sweet!"
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"Soooo, Kacchan, do you like, only pretend to still hate me?" Midoriya felt guilty for using the villain's quirk but this was just too good to let go.
"Of course, you're my oldest friend and stuck with me through my bullshit. I'll be a damned fool to actually hate you now." Midoriya straight up just bursts into tears.
He's going to kill these two.
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a/n: yey finally finished with this. imagine all the questions kaminari would ask him if he found out.
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mrsmikaelsxn · 11 months
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Injured On Purpose
masterlist
pairing: harry potter x female reader
warnings: just fluff, possibly obsessed harry, mentions of things like cuts/gashes and bruises, kissing
summary: you are a healer in training, one year older than harry, he keeps getting injured while you keep healing him. you start to wonder if he does it on purpose, to which you find your suspicions to be correct - requested by @ashdreams2023
a/n: i absolutely adore this idea!! thank you for sending it love xx (i also didn't know what age you wanted so i just made her a 7th year and him a 6th, hope that's ok :)
song: love me love me say that you love me - the travelling kisses
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Harry knew he was done for when he first laid eyes on you in the infirmary.
He had gotten injured during one of his Quidditch matches. He had taken a nasty hit from a bludger.
When he arrived, he figured Madam Pomfrey would be the one to heal him as usual.
However, it was a pleasant surprise when he heard a soft voice and looked up to see a beautiful girl standing before him.
So beautiful that he had to take of his glasses and wipe them clean to make sure he was seeing correctly.
You were oblivious to his dreamy gaze as you scanned over his papers.
"Hello, Mr. Potter-"
"Harry, call me Harry," he quickly says.
"Okay Harry, I'm y/n," you smile at him.
"Pretty name for a pretty girl," he whispers under his breath.
"Sorry?"
"Oh- um- nothing," Harry blushes.
"Alright, well it seems that your shoulder had been broken. But don't worry, I'll be able to fix it right up in no time," you explain.
You take out your wand and some ointments.
You say some different spells for fixing any broken or cracked bones.
"Do you mind sliding your shirt down just a bit so I can rub this on the bruses?"
"N-no not at all," he stutters and slides it down.
"You are new here? In the hospital wing I mean," he asks as you rub the medicine on him.
"Mhm- well, not that new. I've been here for almost two months. But I want to be a healer when I get out of here, so some of my professors thought it would be helpful if I worked here first," you clarify.
"Oh, well that's brilliant if you ask me!"
"Thank you," you grin.
"What year are you?"
"I'm a seventh year, you're a sixth year right?"
"Yeah," he nods.
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"Merlin Ron, you should have seen her," he dramatically sighs.
"Harry, stop being all lovey-dovey," he wacks his best mate in the back of the head.
"But you don't understand. Her hair looks so soft- I think I'm in love," he falls back onto his bed.
"Blimey," Ron shakes his head.
When they went to dinner that night, he let his eyes roam the Great Hall in search for you.
Finally, his eyes landed on your angelic figure as you talked with some of your friends.
He hadn't realized he had been staring until he felt Hermione hit his arm with a book.
"Gosh Harry, I think your drooling," she rolls her eyes and goes back to reading.
He quickly brings his hand up to his mouth to check if Hermione was right. When he realized she was just messing with him he shakes his head and puts it on his hand, resting his elbow on the table.
"Harry, you only talked to her for like ten minutes," Ron glances at you.
"Yeah but it was the best ten minute conversation of my life," he runs a hand through his hair.
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Since that day, Harry had purposely gotten injured from things like Quidditch, dueling, and any other things he could think of.
Why he did this, just so he can be sent to the infirmary to see you.
You had thought he showed up often because he was just a clumsy boy.
Over the visits you have grown to know each other well. You had become somewhat close.
Whenever Ron or Hermione told him that he should stop, he brushed it off by saying, "she's a pretty girl and a guy has got to do what hes got to do!"
He loved when you would have to rub any type of liniment on him, just to feel your warm and soft hands on his skin.
While you were busy writing things down, he would stare at your precious, pink, plump lips. He begged Merlin to one day be able to kiss those lips. He often dreamt about what it would be like as your boyfriend.
Today was another day where he had been hit with a spell that caused some gashes on his stomach.
He was laying in bed, waiting for his lovely healer to come in.
Soon enough, he sees you stroll through the doors as you make your way over to his bed.
"Harry Potter! What brings you here today," you greet with a bright smile playing on your lips.
"Hello, love, just some cuts on my stomach," he informs you.
You blush at the name and nod your head.
"Do you mind lifting your shirt for me?"
He happily complies and brings up his shirt, revealing his toned stomach to you. You tried your best not to look like you were checking him out, you were also glad no one else was in the room to notice.
"Oh Harry what happened," you gasp as your eyes land on the bloody wounds.
"Oh- uh- I was hit with a spell," he tells you.
"I'm sorry," you frown.
"No need to apologize"
"This might hurt a bit," you warn him as you get a medicine covered cloth to clean the injury.
You finish wiping his cuts and put a bandage over them. You sit in the chair that was next to his bed and look at him.
"You know, you come here at least twice a week," you start as he stares at your pretty eyes. "Is there any reason you are always getting hurt?"
"Oh- er, no, um..." Harry rubs his neck nervously as he suddenly avoids eye contact with you.
"You... you're not getting injured on purpose are you?"
"What?" Harry laughs nervously. "Of course not!"
Realization fills your head, it all makes sense now. Your friends told you he was always admiring you in the Great Hall, he always had a pink blush on his cheeks when you would look at him intensely, and you had heard him ranting to his friends over some girl.
You stand up and sit on the bed. "Are you sure there isn't another reason?"
"Well- umm- maybe there is one," he fidgets with fingers as he looks out the window.
"Yeah? And what would that reason be?"
"Isortakindafancyyou," he rushes out so fast you couldn't understand.
"I have no clue what you just said," you tilt your head with a small smile.
"I sorta kinda fancy you," Harry blushes as he looks you in your eyes.
"Do you now," you whisper as your face moves closer to his.
"Y-yeah," he mumbles while staring as you lips.
"Well, then I suppose you might want to know that I sorta kinda fancy you too," you say, glancing at his lips as well.
He can't take it any longer. He reaches a hand behind your neck and pulls your lips towards his.
He sits up while keeping your mouths connected. He cannot seem to get enough of your warm, soft lips.
His tongue slides into your mouth and you almost let out a moan from how passionate the kiss is.
Eventually, you slowly pull back, leaving his mouth trying to follow yours. Both of you are breathing heavy while wearing smiles.
"You are a great kisser," Harry says breathlessly.
"Not too bad yourself, Harry," you grin. "I'm sorry, I have to go, but we should do this again sometime," you stand up and go to turn around.
"Wait," he stays and he grabs your wrist gently. "Would you want to go to Hogsmeade with me sometime?" Harry kisses your hand.
"I would love to," you beam, bending down to peck his lips.
"Brilliant! How about this saturday?"
"Sounds perfect, bye Harry," you wave walking out of the room.
Harry licks his lips, wishing yours were on them again. He closes his eyes and falls back onto the pillows with a dreamy smile.
When Harry got back, Ron and Hermione never heard the end of it.
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slvth3rin · 9 months
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Hi, I’ve never requested anything before so hope this is okay :)
Can I request a one-shot where reader is a Gryffindor in a secret relationship with Draco and she sneaks into the hospital wing to comfort him after Harry uses Sectumsempra on him?
Thank you!
I LOVE THIS PROMPT IT'S SO CUTE
WC: 860 (sorry it's short)
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The rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin was a well-known fact within the hallowed halls of Hogwarts. The two Houses clashed over the House Cup, Quidditch Tournaments, and practically every aspect of school life. It was a never-ending battle of disagreements and animosity. In the midst of it all, a forbidden love quietly flourished between you, a Gryffindor, and Draco Malfoy, a Slytherin.
Dating across Houses was not unheard of, but a relationship between a Gryffindor and a Slytherin was a rarity. Aware of the repercussions, you and Draco decided to keep your love hidden from prying eyes. Sharing stolen glances in class, brushing hands in the corridors, and stealing private moments became the essence of your relationship.
Now in your sixth year, Draco appeared distant, his troubles with his father's imprisonment weighing heavily upon him. You did your best to provide comfort and reassure him that you would stand by his side, but it seemed that the weight of his circumstances was slowly chipping away at him throughout the year.
These insecurities about your relationship plagued your thoughts as you sat in the Gryffindor Common Room, attempting to focus on your Astronomy homework alongside your classmate Ron Weasley and a few others. Suddenly, the doors swung open, and Harry Potter burst into the room, an expression of fear etched on his face. He stood before you, his body covered in blood.
Shock silenced the room as you and Ron attempted to voice your concerns. Before you could utter a single word, Harry interrupted, his voice urgent and frantic. "I need your book. Your Potions book. Quick... give it to me..."
With trembling hands, Ron handed over his potions book, and you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper, "What... What happened?"
Harry's response came in a flurry of disjointed words, but your heart skipped a beat when you caught the mention of Draco amidst the chaos. "W-what about Draco?" you managed to blurt out, your concern overpowering any need to conceal your feelings for him.
Ignoring your question, Harry exclaimed, "I'll explain it later!" before hastily leaving the Common Room.
A chilling wave of fear washed over you, leaving your hands cold and trembling. Homework forgotten, anxiety gripped your every thought. Ron attempted to reassure you, his voice filled with concern, "Harry seemed okay, I'm sure it's fine-"
But Ron remained unaware of the depth of your worry, of the true identity of the person you feared for. Of course, you were relieved that Harry appeared unharmed, but the very thought of blood on him, if it wasn't his own, sent shivers down your spine, for it could only mean one thing—Draco was in danger.
After Harry returned, he shared a detailed account of his encounter with Malfoy. He described finding Draco in tears, seeking solace with Moaning Myrtle, and how he had utilized a spell from his potions book, with Snape subsequently handling the situation. While relief washed over you upon learning that Draco was going to be okay, a sense of horror lingered within, though you fought to maintain a composed façade to protect the secrecy of your relationship. As Hermione and Ginny engaged in a heated argument, your head spun with a mix of emotions. Feeling overwhelmed, you found yourself instinctively leaving the Common Room.
"Y/N?" Hermione called out, her voice filled with concern. "Where are you going? It's quite late."
"Just need some fresh air," you replied, attempting to conceal the distress evident in your voice.
Once outside the dormitory, tears threatened to spill from your eyes as you hurried towards the hospital wing. The late hour draped the corridor in silence, with Madam Pomfrey noticeably absent. Only one bed was occupied, and you stealthily entered the room.
"Y/N?" Draco's voice reached you as a whisper, laced with vulnerability. "What are you doing here?"
Offering him a tender smile, your fingers instinctively intertwined with his. "I couldn't stay away, Draco. Not when I knew you were hurting."
Draco's lips curved into a faint smile, gratitude mingling with the lines of pain etched on his face. "You always manage to find me, don't you?"
You leaned in closer, your voice barely a whisper. "That's because you're worth finding, Draco."
A moment of silence enveloped you both, stretching into what felt like an eternity. You searched for words to provide comfort when your thoughts spilled out, revealing your concern. "I heard that you were... crying. To Myrtle?"
Instantly, Draco's defenses rose, his tone defensive. "Did Potter tell you that? I mean, it's utterly absurd—"
Cutting him off, you gently caressed his cheek, your touch a soothing balm against his troubled spirit. "I didn't mean it like that. I meant that if you ever need to talk, cry, or anything... I'm here. I'm your girlfriend, you know."
You smiled reassuringly, watching as a glimmer of moisture pooled in his eyes. Slowly, he sat up, his lips finding yours. The stars dancing across the sky where all that witnessed your romance. In the hushed stillness of the Hospital Wing, the moon cast a glow upon his features, rendering him ethereal.
As your lips parted, he whispered almost inaudibly, "Thank you."
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blubffsd · 1 year
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— THE SISTER THAT I NEVER HAD.
summary: where the reader wants to spend a whole day with Ethan to make up for missing his birthday.
note: writing this i realize how much i wanted a little brother
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This year you decided to spend the holidays with your family in Montpellier since you hadn't seen them for a long time and you wanted to spend time with them. You would only stay for Christmas to be able to spend the New Year with Kylian and his family and you would return on December 27, to be present for Ethan's birthday. But your grandfather got seriously ill the day before Christmas and was in the hospital until the afternoon of December 29: Ethan's birthday.
You felt very guilty for not being in Paris with him, you had promised him that you would return before his birthday but you didn't expect what happened to your grandfather, who fortunately was fine now.
You sent Ethan thousands of text messages apologizing for not being there and assuring him that you would be back as soon as you could. He told you not to worry, that he understood why you didn't come back and that everything was fine.
You knew your little brother-in-law too well to believe his words.
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The conversation with your boyfriend didn't help you calm down at all, so after hugging your grandfather many times, you said goodbye to your family to go to the airport and try to get a flight to Paris.
Luckily there was a flight available in an hour and a half so you sat patiently waiting listening to music.
You hoped you could make it up to Ethan but you didn't know how. Although you thought of many things to do with him and places to visit together you wanted to get a second opinion, so you decided to ask Fayza what to do.
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You quickly received a notification of an incoming call from Fayza.
—Hi Fayza, long time no talk –you heard your mother-in-law's laughter over the phone.
—Something bad happened?
—No! It's just, you know, since I wasn't there for Ethan's birthday today, I'd like to make it up to him somehow, and I wanted to see if you could suggest a place to visit or something he wants to do.
—Oh, honey! that's so sweet of you. Of course i will help you.
You let out a squeal of happiness and smiled completely excited.
—Thank you so so so much! I don't really know what to do.
—Don't thank me, it's a pleasure. Ethan mentioned something about an amusement park that opened recently, if you want I'll give you the address.
—Yes, text me the address, it'll be fun, I'll take him there.
—Okay honey, I'll do it. Y/N, really thank you very much.
You frowned slightly without understanding.
—Why?
—For doing this for Ethan, you really mean a lot to him. And also for always being with Kylian, my children adore you and I couldn't be happier that you are the one with my son.
You smiled slightly feeling the tears in your eyes about to come out, it made you very happy to hear her say that.
—I'm going to cry. It makes me very happy to hear that, all of you really mean a lot to me and each one of you has a very big place in my heart, thanks to you.
—I think I'll cry too –you laughed slightly– Y/N, I have to hang up, Ethan and Kylian are making a mess in the kitchen. Have a good trip, see you in the new year, honey.
After the call with Fayza you kept listening to music until it was time for your flight and you were finally on your way home.
The flight was pretty quick so you didn't have time to sleep, but you did have time to finish planning what you would do for Ethan, it wasn't anything fancy, but you were sure he would love it.
You went by taxi to your shared apartment with Kylian, you didn't want to call him because he was probably asleep since it was half past two in the morning.
But surprisingly he wasn't asleep when you got home. He and Ethan were in the living room playing FIFA.
They both looked at you surprised and you immediately had them both hugging you with no intention of letting you go.
—Amour, I thought you would come tomorrow. Why didn't you tell me? We would have gone for you at the airport.
—Sorry, I just thought you were asleep. Nevermind, I missed you guys so much.
You broke away from the hug to kiss Kylian on the lips and hug Ethan again.
—We missed you too, sis. I really wanted to celebrate with you.
You moved away from Ethan a bit so you could look him in the eye.
—I know and I'm sorry. I also wanted to celebrate with you but you know why I couldn't come, although I promise to make it up to you.
You saw your brother-in-law look at you somewhat confused but interested in knowing more.
—Really? How?
—Would it be okay for you to spend a whole day with me?
Ethan couldn't hide his big smile or his excitement, he really missed those days with you and he was happy to do it again.
—One hundred percent yes, i want the funny days back.
—"Funny days"?
Your boyfriend, who had been watching the entire interaction between the two of you with a smile, had a completely confused frown.
—Let him, he doesn't have to know. –Ethan let out a giggle and he said goodbye to you and your boyfriend to go to sleep in the guest room.
You took your boyfriend by the arm and dragged him into the room while you listened to his complaints because he wanted to continue playing FIFA.
—Amour, please a few more minutes, I promise I'll wash the dishes tomorrow.
—You were going to do it anyway.
Kylian gave up and lay back on the bed with his arms folded like a little boy.
—You would have let Ethan continue playing.
He pouted his lips and you lay down next to him laughing.
—Oh, my baby is mad and trying to make me feel guilty so he won't admit he's upset?
Your boyfriend looked at you and chuckled knowing you had figured him out.
—I just want to know what is the funny day.
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On the afternoon of December 31, you and Kylian were driving to your boyfriend's family's house to celebrate the New Year.
You were very excited since you loved visiting them and you felt very comfortable with them.
Also, "the funny day" (as you and Ethan liked to call it), started tomorrow morning and you couldn't wait any longer.
Once you got to your destination, Kylian parked the car, opened the door for you and took your hand, then you both walked to the door and he rang the bell.
Fayza opened the door for you and gave you both a hug, inviting you to come in.
When you entered the house you saw Ethan with his nephews and cousins ​​playing with the toys they had been given for Christmas, as soon as they saw you they ran to hug you.
—Y/N! We miss you so much.
You smiled completely touched by the treatment of the little children and gave each one a kiss on the cheek.
—I miss y-
—Hi guys, I'm here too by the way. –your boyfriend interrupted you with sarcasm in his voice, pretending to be angry.
—Uncle Kylian! –now everyone was hugging your boyfriend and he was more than happy with it.
You knew that he pretended to be annoyed that the children were with you and not with him because he liked the attention he got after that. He loved it.
—Look at his triumphant smile, he loves the attention.
You chuckled slightly and you looked at Ethan, who was standing next to you.
—Ready for tomorrow, little boy?
—Of course, I'm excited too.
You hugged him by the shoulders pulling him a little closer to you.
—It's going to be the best day of your life.
The rest of the day was pretty nice. Playing with your boyfriend's nephews, giving love advice to some of his teenage cousins ​​without your boyfriend and brother-in-law listening. With Ethan hugging you throughout dinner fighting with Kylian since he wanted your attention too. Almost crying with the speech that Kylian's father gave during the toast and watching the fireworks hugging your boyfriend in the yard of the house.
It was a good way to start the year.
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You woke up with the sound of the alarm indicating that "the funny day" had started.
Between you and Ethan, there was no telling which of the two was more excited.
On the other side of the city, your brother-in-law was getting out of bed just like you, unable to erase the excited smile on his face, he had really missed the funny days.
Your boyfriend was still sleeping since he asked you not to wake him up since he couldn't handle knowing that you would abandon him and he wanted to take his time to take it on.
Or in other words, he was very tired and wanted to sleep late.
You complied with his request, so trying not to wake him up, you gave him a kiss on the forehead as a goodbye. Then you took your car keys and left the house going to pick up your brother-in-law.
The day's schedule you made was: first go to Starbucks for breakfast since Ethan loved it, take him to buy his gift, have lunch at his favorite restaurant, amusement park and movie night.
You arrived at your in-laws house and saw Ethan waiting outside. When he noticed that you were there he smiled and quickly got in the car.
—Hi, E. How are you? –you smiled at your brother-in-law as he put on his seatbelt.
—Hi, sis. I'm fine and hungry to be honest.
—Let's have breakfast then.
Ethan nodded happily and turned on his phone's bluetooth to listen to music.
He put up the playlist that you two created called "yeaiIwidjs" (you guys couldn't think of any names so you opted for random lyrics), it had everything, from songs from Maroon 5 to Whitney Houston.
You two screamed with happiness when you heard the intro of Levitating by Dua Lipa.
—IF YOU WANNA RUN AWAY WITH ME, I KNOW A GALAXY AND I CAN TAKE YOU FOR A RIDE. –you started to sing/scream.
And of course Ethan did the same.
—I HAD A PREMONITION THAT WE FELL INTO A RHYTHM WHERE THE MUSIC DON'T STOP FOR LIFE.
—GLITTER IN THE SKY, GLITTER IN MY EYES, SHINNING JUST THE WAY I LIKE –now you both were singing/screaming.
You did the same thing with every song you heard until you got to Starbucks.
You guys might have a sore throat for a whole week, but it was fun.
You ordered your coffees with some rolls that Ethan liked and you were talking about the same old things, your job, your relationship with Kylian, how Ethan is doing in football and how he feels about it.
Maybe they were the same conversations as always, but you weren't bored at all, you were really interested in what he had to say, even if it was the same as always and he felt the same with you.
You guys finished breakfast and went back to your car, this time going to the mall.
You guys didn't want to sing/scream this time because a couple of people recognized you and you didn't want to see yourself on the internet yelling the lyrics to All Too Well by Taylor Swift.
Now instead of singing you played to imagine the life story of people walking down the street.
Ethan believed that the man with glasses and a blue suit who passed in front of us while the light was red was a lawyer who was frustrated with his profession because he really wanted to be a policeman and now he is dedicated to defending criminals to make it difficult for them to work.
But in my opinion that man was an accountant, who was happily married with 4 children, who works in what he loves and now went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of daisies for his wife because today is their anniversary.
—I just don't understand why you think he was frustrated with his profession.
—I saw it in his eyes! Don't you always say that the eyes are the soul or something like that? That man hates his life, I know.
You continued discussing for a few more minutes about the profession of the unknown gentleman and entered the mall.
—Y/N, please tell me we're not here to buy you clothes. –you laughed when you saw his panicked face.
—No, we came to buy you something, whatever you want.
Ethan looked at you excitedly, thinking about all the things he once told his mom he wanted but she said no because he didn't need them.
Quickly, your brother-in-law took your hand and began to drag you around the mall looking for something he liked.
After searching for about 20 minutes he was about to give up, until he found the perfect gift.
Headphones.
Good headphones to listen to good music.
—Oh, do you want those? –you pointed to the headphones and saw Ethan nod– Good choice.
Ethan wanted to pay for it but you obviously told him no as it was a gift. So even though you told him it wasn't necessary, he bought you some headphones too.
So you two left the store with a new pair of headphones.
—Thanks for the headphones, Y/N. And for spending the day with me. –Ethan hugged you by the shoulders as you walked.
—Thanks for the headphones too, and you don't have to thank me for wanting to spend time with you, it's my pleasure. –you winked at him making him laugh.
—Okay, can we go for lunch? I'm starving.
—But it's been just a while since we had breakfast, Ethan.
—But I'm hungry, please let's go to McDonald's, order takeout, and walk around or whatever, but i want some food.
—Okay, let's go, I'm hungry too.
You decided to obey your brother-in-law's requests, so in less than five minutes you were back in your car ready to go order food.
There's not much to tell about lunch, you two were so hungry that you didn't speak to each other until you finished eating, and you only talked about how good the food was.
You decided to walk a bit through the streets of Paris to take some photos and talk about the outfits of the people you saw, you always do that. It's a funny day tradition.
—Y/N, when you and my brother gonna get married?
Ethan's question took you by surprise and you stopped walking, causing him to look at you in confusion.
—Why did you stop?
—Not at all, it's just that your question surprised me.
—Oh, okay –your brother-in-law nodded and you continued walking in silence.
You were sure that you wanted to marry Kylian and start a family together. But he wanted the same? Why would Ethan ask that? Is it too obvious that you want to get married?
—Why did you just ask that?
—Why did I ask you about the marriage? –you nodded– It wasn't for anything special, it's just that you guys have been together for five years and it would be nice to have the same last name.
—Yeah, it would be nice to officially be family. –you laughed and saw Ethan nod.
You kept walking around talking about anything but the marriage, but inevitably it was still in your head.
Then you went back to where your car was parked eating ice cream at Ethan's request (yes, he's hungry all day). He also insisted on going to the amusement park early because he wanted to stay there all afternoon, obviously you listened to him and drove there.
—Do you think they would recognize us? –you heard your brother-in-law ask before entering the place.
—No, I don't think so.
You guys walked into the amusement park, Ethan completely fascinated and you completely scared.
You wanted to ignore the fact that 90% of the rides in those kinds of places scared you because you knew Ethan was excited, so you took a deep breath and faked your best smile.
—We could get up there, look. –he pointed to the roller coaster.
There's no way I'm getting on that thing.
—Alright, let's go there.
Ethan took your hand and dragged you toward the waiting line.
Fortunately for Ethan and unfortunately for you, there were only 4 people waiting. There are always waits of more than an hour, and today, when you're there, it's only 10 minutes.
—Ethan, I have to go to the bathroom.
Liar.
—Oh, it's fine. I'll wait for you so we can ride the roller coaster together.
This can't be.
You smiled slightly and you almost ran to the women's bathroom trying to mentally prepare yourself for what you were about to do.
You stayed there for a few minutes until you decided to go out and face your fear, but you saw Ethan, who was waiting for you outside the bathroom.
—Hey, I thought you would wait for me on the roller coaster.
—Yeah, let's go to another ride or something, when you came here a guy coming down from the roller coaster was throwing up and I was eating all morning and I don't want to repeat history.
You smiled with extreme happiness knowing that you were no longer at risk of fainting in front of hundreds of people.
The rest of the afternoon was spent going from ride to ride. Ethan ate everything in front of him, from cotton candy to hotdogs. You took thousands of photos, but most were with Pooh, the teddy bear that your brother-in-law win in a game.
Pooh Mbappé was a new member of the family and Ethan and you couldn't be more proud of that.
It was already close to seven in the evening and you two were too tired.
So you three (Pooh wanted to be included) went back to your shared house with Kylian, who wasn't there since he told you in the morning that he couldn't deal with loneliness and that he was going to his parents' house.
You and Ethan sat on your couch completely exhausted, Ethan rethinking his decisions of eating so much and you in how you could have won your own teddy bear too if you had a good aim.
—Now comes the best part of the day, E. –he looked at you expectantly– movies night!
Ethan smiled happily and celebrated a bit, he loved watching movies with you.
You went to your room to find a couple of blankets and cushions to be more comfortable and put them on the sofa.
—Okay little boy, what movie?
—SpiderMan: No Way Home –he responded almost immediately. That movie meant a lot to you two, since one of the things you shared was your love for spiderman you went to see the movie at the cinema together, it really was an unforgettable day for both of you.
It was pretty funny remembering how you two went into the movie completely excited and came out wiping your tears.
You put the movie on and Ethan rested his head on your shoulder.
—We are so lucky to have you in our lives. –you look at him with a smile.
—I'm the lucky one to have you.
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You were lying next to your boyfriend lying on his chest talking about whatever came to mind.
—And that's why I think pineapple pizza is delicious. –you heard your boyfriend talking, but you hadn't paid attention to him at all and he noticed it.
—Amour, what's happening? You've been like this since Ethan left here.
You sighed taking courage to speak, it was now or never.
—I want to marry you.
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mamaestapa · 3 months
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Okay now write about rut having a baby girl after already having a son please 🙏🙏🙏
Like I can just imagine him talking about how small she is and her having him wrapped around her finger
Don’t You Ever Grow Up|| Rutger McGroarty x reader
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• pairing: Rutger McGroarty x reader
• summary: Your baby girl is only a few hours old and she already has Rutger wrapped around her finger
• warnings: pure fluff, but mentions of pregnancy, childbirth, rutger adores his wife and kids
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You were lying in the hospital bed with Rutger, your head resting between his armpit as he held onto you with a gentle, yet secure touch. The two of you laid in bed admiring your four hour old baby girl, Madison James McGroarty.
“I can’t believe she’s finally here.” Rutger said softly as he stroked your arm. You nodded in agreement, smiling softly as you gazed at your sleeping baby girl. “Came a couple weeks early, but I’m so glad she’s finally with us.”
Madison was due at the end of April, but she was ready to meet her parents and older brothers much sooner than that. Just two days before Rutgers birthday on March 28th at 10:56 AM, you and your husband welcomed your third baby into the world. What a pleasant surprise she was, both during her conception and her arrival.
You and Rutger weren’t trying for a baby at all when you got pregnant with Madison. Rutgers NHL career was taking off and the two of you were content with your little family of four—well, five if you count Honey the Golden Retriever. A couple weeks after your youngest son Reese’s 4th birthday, you found out you were expecting Baby McGroarty number 3. It took some time for you and Rutger to adjust to the idea of a third baby, but now, you can’t imagine it being any other way.
Rutger placed a soft kiss to the side of you head before he spoke, “Do you need anything mama? I think I might do some skin to skin for a bit.” You smiled sweetly at your husband, shaking your head, “No, I’m good for now. Go hold our girl.”
Rutger grinned at your words as he captured your lips in a sweet kiss, mumbling “I love you” as he pulled away. You smiled warmly at Rutger as you watched him get out of your bed. He removed his shirt, showing off his toned body as he washed his hands. He sent you a smirk as he walked over to the bassinet beside you, seeing the look on your face as he stood without a shirt on.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Rutger teased with a chuckle, “that look is the reason we’re here right now.”
He had a point.
You just shook your head and waved him off, “Don’t be dirty, snuggle our girl.” Rutger chuckled at you before he went to pick his daughter up.
“Hi pretty girl.” Rutger cooed softly as he gently picked up his newborn daughter from the bassinet beside your hospital bed. She grunted softly, making all the sweet newborn noises as she snuggled into her daddy’s chest. Rutger cradled her head to his chest as he carefully walked over to the chair beside your bed. He sat down, sinking down into the with a soft sigh.
Rutger looked so natural holding your baby girl in his arms.
“There we go,” he breathed out as he got comfortable on the chair. Rutger puckered his lips and placed a soft kiss to the top of Madisons head that was dull of dirty blonde hair like her daddy.
“Hi miss Maddie.” Rutger said softly as she scrunched herself up, snuggling closer into his chest. He started to gently pat her back as she cooed sweetly. A warm smile was pulling at his lips and his heart was bursting with love as he looked down at his baby girl. Rutger swore he never felt love like this before. He didn’t know it was possible to love someone more than life itself, until he had kids. His sons mean the world to him, and now with little Madison joining the family, that type of love only grew.
Rutger stroked his daughters back, that soft smile never once leaving his face as he did skin to skin with her. One thing Rutger did with all of your babies was skin to skin. He did it all the time with your first born Jett, then again with Reese, and now with Madison. He insisted on doing skin to skin with them for as long as he possibly could. It’s been a few years since Rutgers held a baby like this. He loved it. He loved being able to bond with the baby girl he’s been feeling around and talking to in your belly for the past nine months.
“It’s so good to finally get to talk to you out here pretty girl. I’m going to miss talking to you every night and feeling your little kicks, but this is much better.”
Madison has had Rutger wrapped around her little finger since the day your baby bump first started to show. With all of your pregnancies, Rutger absolutely adored your bump. He always had to have a hand on it, no matter what you were doing. You thought it was sweet and found it comforting for you and your unborn baby.
As Rutger held his daughter against his bare chest he started to talk to her. His tone was so soft and gentle as he spoke to the little girl.
“You’re so sweet and so tiny.” Rutger cooed, his hockey accent thick as he spoke. “So much smaller than your brothers.”
It was true, Madison was much smaller than her brothers were. Reese was your biggest baby, 21 inches long and weighing 8 pounds. Jett was 20 inches long and weighed 7 pounds and 7 ounces—not too big but not too small, either. Madison however was by far the smallest. 18 inches long and weighing 6 pounds 3 ounces.
She looked so tiny on Rutgers broad chest.
“Speaking of your brothers, they can’t wait to meet you. You already have them wrapped around your little finger. They’d do anything for you Mads and they haven’t even met you yet.”
Jett and Reese were already the best big brothers. Since the day they found out you were pregnant with another baby, your boys had never left your side—all three of them. Rutger, Jett and Reese already loved and protected the baby so much. That love only grew when you found out you were having a girl. Of course you and Rutger would’ve been happy if you had another boy, but the two of you always dreamed of having a daughter.
Now that dream was a reality.
Rutgers eyes grew teary as he looked down at his daughter lying on his chest, letting out soft grunts and those sweet newborn sounds he never got tired of hearing. He had the daughter he’s always dreamed of having. He was finally a girl dad.
Rutger sniffled softly as he continued to rub Madison’s back. He placed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. He let his lips linger there on the softness of her skin. Rutger knew she wouldn’t stay this little for long, so he was taking every moment he could to savor these moments of her as a newborn.
“Daddy loves you so much Maddie,” he said softly, “so, so much. I’ll do anything for you and I’ll always protect you. Yes I will.”
Madison snuggled closer against Rutgers chest. Rutger brought a hand up to where Madison’s head was, holding his index finger out for the little girl to hold onto. She cooed softly as she tightly grabbed his finger. Rutger felt heart burst with love and adoration.
Madison already had him wrapped around her finger.
You watched the interaction between your husband and daughter, a warm smile on your face as tears welled in your eyes. Seeing Rutger hold your babies like that was something you’d never get tired of.
“Shes already a daddy’s girl.” You said softly, making Rutger perk his head up to look at you. His smile matched yours as he glance down at his daughter.
“You a daddy’s girl Maddie? Yeah?” He cooed softly. She let out a grunt, making you and Rutger chuckle.
“I’m taking that as a yes.”
Rutger smiled as he brought his gaze back to you. He looked at you as if you were the only woman in the world. Love and adoration filled his blue eyes.
“I love you sweetheart. Thank you for giving me this beautiful little family.”
You smiled softly, “I love you more Rut. Now, come bring Maddie over here. I want to snuggle both of you.”
Rutger grinned as he slowly got up from the chair and walked back over to your bed. He handed Madison off to you as he carefully climbed into bed next to you. You laid your head on Rutgers chest as he pressed his cheek against the top of your head. Madison was laying on your chest with Rutgers large hand on her little back. She was content to be with both of her parents. As the three of you laid in bed just savoring the moment, your mind wandered to the two boys you have at home. You missed them so much.
“How about we call my parents and tell them to bring the boys here to meet their sister? I’m sure they’re ready to meet her.” Rutger suggested. It was almost like read your mind.
“Yes,” you replied with a smile, “I’m ready to see my boys. I can’t wait for them to meet their baby sister.”
She doesn’t know it quite yet, but Madison already had everyone in her life wrapped around her little finger.
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hi loves!!
dad rut has me weak🥹 i wanted to get this out earlier but the jamie drysdale trade had me distraught and i literally could not do anything but cry for HOURS.
but i loved writing this, it was such a sweet idea! rutger with a baby girl has my ovaries exploding. ugh so cute🩷
hope you’re all doing well! thank you for all the love and support you continue to give me. it means the world. i love you all!🤍
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bordysbae · 10 months
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hi!! could you please do a luke hughes one where she is adams twin and secretly dating luke but something happens to her and he ends up revealing their relationship cus he’s so worried about her? thank you!
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“sour truth”
luke hughes x fantilli!sister
tw: car accident, not proof read, and i hate this so tw for a shitty story!
🦋 BORDYSBAE’S 500 CELLY!
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the sirens blaring through the michigan campus sent nearly everyone into alert.
you were on your way to luke’s dorm when a car slid on ice and crashed into you. the car hit your’s on the drivers side, and pushed it nearly 15 feet away from where it was impacted. you were knocked unconscious and bloodied up, and immediately rushed to the hospital. your twin, adam, received the phone call and headed to the hospital as soon as possible with luca, luke, johnny, and nolan for support.
as they all sit in the room, adam couldn’t help but notice luke being oddly worried for someone who’s ‘just your friend.’ “luke, are you okay? you seem oddly worried,” adam whispers to the boy next to him.
he quickly snaps out of his thoughts, “what? yeah i’m fine. are you okay?”
“uh yeah, i’m alright. you just seem a bit overly worried,” adam chuckles. he’s clearly very distressed seeing his twin sister in this condition, but he’s trying to cover it up. immediately luke’s eyes widen and fear sets in that he’s been caught.
“what? i cant be worried for y/n?!” luke defensively snaps, drawing the attention of everyone else in the room.
“luke chill, i just didn’t know you and y/n were that close. you’re really worried and i was concerned. look man, now’s really not a good time to pick a fight,” adam gently states.
“yeah well i’m fucking worried cause she’s my girlfriend adam!“ luke loudly exclaims while rising from his chair. his hands are now tugging at his brown curls and his heart is racing.
“she’s your what?”
“my girlfriend, adam. we wanted to tell you, but we didn’t want you to freak out. fuck, adam, this is all my fault! she was on her way to my place and got in a crash, what if i went to her’s instead? it should’ve been me in that stupid fucking accident!” luke nervously shouts.
immediately adam stands up and looks at luke, “luke, don’t say that. first of all, yeah one of my best friends dating my sister is gonna make me a little mad, but i can see how much you care for her. you wouldn’t be here like this if you didn’t. second of all, it shouldn’t have been anyone in that accident. it’s called an accident for a reason,” he says. adam then tugs the distressed boy into a tight hug.
luke practically melts into his touch as he looks over adam’s shoulder at you. your eyes are slowly fluttering open, and everyone’s worries immediately drop. the boys rush to the hospital bedside and try to get the attention of a nurse. as you give them all a smile, a heavy weight is lifted off luke’s chest.
“i love you, so so much y/n. i’m so happy you’re okay,” luke days before kissing you. as you pull back you gently smack luke’s arm, “dude! now everyone knows our secret!”
“we already know the sour truth, y/n,” adam chuckles. your mouth falls, “sour truth? you mean the sweet truth?! i think me and luke make a great couple.”
“yeah sure, whatever you say kid,” luca chimes in, sending everyone into a fit of laughter, but not before you grab your ribs in pain. “holy fuck, did i break my ribs?” you ask with a little chuckle, making everyone else laugh once again.
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roosterforme · 10 months
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A Love You Don't Find Everyday Part 23 | Rooster x Reader
Summary: Your honeymoon includes everything you want: pink champagne, paradise, and your husband. Is it possible to become addicted to spending time with Bradley? You are more than willing to find out. 
Warnings: Fluff, smut, and swearing
Length: 5600 words
Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader
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You woke up to warm sunlight on your face and an empty bed. "Roo?" you called out, your voice still rough from sleep. You didn't know where your phone or your glasses ended up as Bradley had helped you get in bed last night. You had been so tired after the bath with him, you had apparently fallen asleep right away. 
When you rolled out of bed, you squinted until you found your glasses and phone on the dresser. Once you had your glasses on, you opened a cute photo that Mav had sent of Amelia playing with Tramp. Jake had texted you as well. 
Jake Seresin: Make sure you're drinking enough water, Angel. And make sure you stretch. Don't want either of you hospitalized from a sex related injury.
You rolled your eyes and set your phone down and went in search of your husband. After you loosely tied one of the robes around your waist, you headed out onto the deck where you found Bradley on a lounge chair in his underwear and aviators. 
"Roo?"
He turned and looked at you over his shoulder with a smile on his face. "Morning, Sweetheart." He let his legs slide off both sides of the chair so his feet were on the deck instead, and he patted the spot between his thighs. As you walked closer, you noticed he had been writing in a notebook.
"What are you doing?" you asked, kissing him as you settled on your knees between his legs. Bradley's hand was immediately on your thigh, stroking his fingers up close to your panties.
"Making some lists."
"Lists for what?" you asked, leaning closer to kiss him again. "You shouldn't be working on our honeymoon." You swiped your tongue across his bottom lip, making him groan. 
"You're right, Baby Girl," he replied, about to set the notebook on the deck, but his writing caught your eye.
"Wait, what are you writing about the mortgage? And your pension?" you asked, guiding his hand closer so you could read more.
He pulled his aviators lower on his nose and looked at you over the frames before running his fingers along your cheek. "Just trying to make sure I get everything ironclad. In case something happens to me."
"Bradley," you whispered, your heart dipping in your chest. The pension. The mortgage. He wanted to make sure he was taking care of you. Just in case. "Bradley."
"I know, Sweetheart. But this is important to me. I don't want there to be any issues, you know..." When you nodded and kissed him softly, he added, "You'll have my accounts, my pension, the house, everything. Just in case something happens when I'm deployed. I already added you to my savings account, but I'm going to take care of everything else now that we're married."
You could feel tears pricking your eyes. "I understand. I still don't like thinking about it." Carefully, you took the notebook and pen away from him and let them drop to the deck. 
He swallowed hard. "I'm never going to leave you, okay? But if something does happen, especially if we have kids... I just need to know I did everything I could to make that shit easier on you. That's all. I love you too much."
You let your hands rest on his shoulders as you leaned in to kiss him. "You make me feel so good, Bradley. Important."
"You're the most important," he promised, reaching for your hips underneath the robe. 
You grinned against his lips. "You wanna know how important you are to me?"
"How important, Sweetheart?" he asked as you straddled his hips. 
"Well, Bradley, I love you so much, I'll add you to my car title. Just in case anything ever happens to me."
He groaned, taking his hands off your body and leaning away from you. "That's cruel! Literally so mean!" he complained as you laughed. But when you wiggled yourself on his lap, he pushed his aviators back up on his nose and reached for the sash of your robe. "Now come here and show me how much you really love me."
As Bradley pushed the robe down your shoulders, you glanced around, but all you could see was dense foliage and lattice partitions all around the deck with a view of the beach on the far side past your private pool. "You think anyone can see us up here from the beach? If we leave the partition open?" you asked, turning back to him as he stroked your breasts. 
"Do you care?" he asked, a very smug smirk on his lips. He knew you didn't care. He knew you'd probably get wetter at the thought of someone seeing what you were getting up to. You and he had been indulging each other in this way for more than a year, and you knew he'd do whatever you wanted. 
"No," you replied, yanking his boxer briefs down until he was free of the fabric. "Not at all."
Bradley pulled your underwear gently to the side, and you guided yourself so you were taking his tip and then all of him. You rode him nice and slow, his mouth on your breasts and his hands on your butt as you rolled your hips. 
His tongue and lips and teeth teased you until you were moaning his name and jerking up and down on him faster. You were so close, your clit rubbing just right against him when he fucked up into you, hard.
"Bradley!" you shouted, cumming and crying out as he grinned at you. Your legs shook as he fucked you harder. When you caught your breath, you said, "You didn't even cum yet!"
"No, now turn around."
You had a lovely view of the beach as Bradley fucked you from behind, making the lounge chair scoot loudly across the deck until he came inside you. "Oh, fuck!" He grabbed your butt roughly as he filled your pussy. "God damn." And then his lips were on your rear end, your thighs and your hips as he told you how pretty you looked for him.
When you felt his mustache on your lower back, he said, "Honeymoon sex just hits different."
You laughed as you stood up and shimmied your underwear completely off. As your panties dropped onto the notebook, you kissed Bradley and said, "Thank you for taking care of me in every way."
Then you watched him pull his underwear off as you jumped in your pool, and a moment later he was in the water with you.
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By the time Bradley got you out of the villa and into the golf cart, he was famished. Starving. If he didn't eat soon, he didn't know if he'd have the energy to fuck you again, and you were already looking at him like you wanted more.
"Baby Girl, let's get brunch. Maybe some mimosas, a couple of beers, and then we can go back to bed."
You kissed his stubbled cheek as he started up the golf cart; he wasn't intending on shaving during the honeymoon at all. "Maybe hit the beach later, too?"
"Anything you want, I promise. I just need to eat."
He kept getting obnoxious texts from Jake about staying hydrated and being a good husband. But Jake had no idea what a handful you could become when you felt like it. Bradley really thought you must be ovulating, because you had that look about you, like you could go ten rounds in a row. But if anyone was up to the challenge of keeping you satisfied, it was Bradley. 
"You packed my wedding shoes, right?" you asked as he parked near one of the restaurants. 
"Yeah," he grunted, adjusting his pants as he helped you down from the cart. He watched your short dress skim your legs as you walked ahead of him. 
"I could put them on when we get back."
He didn't know how it was possible, but now he thought he was ready to go another round, too. Food would ensure that he was ready. "You'll wear them for Daddy?"
"Oh, is Daddy going to play with me later?" you asked, not bothering to keep your voice down at all as the host led you to a table past other patrons in this five star restaurant.
"He sure is."
You ran your foot along Bradley's calf while he ate enough food for three people. And while you sipped a mimosa, you leaned on one elbow, pressing your tits together with the most innocent expression on your face. Everything you did, intentional or not, was designed to keep him addicted to you. But when you did things like that on purpose, he almost lost his mind over you. 
"You feel better now, Daddy?" you asked, and Bradley's eyes were on your tits. You wanted him to take you back to the villa, he knew you did.
"Much better. Let's explore the resort, Baby Girl."
You pouted for a minute, but once you and he walked out on the patio and toward the beach, you squealed with delight at the view. "Let's walk along the beach," you urged, pulling Bradley with you. The resort was expansive, and Bradley counted seven different pools that you passed as you walked at least a mile before heading back to the golf cart. 
He had the fleeting thought that he could use a nap as he drove the golf cart in the direction of the villa, but your hand was inching up his thigh. When he parked out front, he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you onto him so you were straddling his waist. 
"Bradley!" Your surprised laughter and lips on his neck made his cock twitch with anticipation, nap forgotten.
"Daddy wants to see you in those shoes," he whispered, and you looked at him with wide eyes. 
"I have something else I want to show Daddy. Give me sixty seconds," you replied, climbing down from his lap and running toward the door, unlocking it and pulling your dress off before you were even inside. 
Bradley groaned, counted to sixty, and followed you in. And then he found you standing next to the bed, wearing just your white high heels that lace up your calves and a pair of tiny white satin underwear. He could see the top of your Rooster tattoo above the expensive fabric.
"Daddy?" you whispered before biting your lip. Your tits looked gorgeous, and he could tell by the way you were wiggling your hips you were ready to go. He was ready to go, too. But he'd indulge you first. Then you turned around, and Bradley realized you were the one who would actually be indulging him. 
"Fuck," he groaned. Your white panties said Daddy's Baby Girl across your ass. You arched you back and planted your hands on your hips, looking back at him over your shoulder. "Go over to the bed, and bend over."
You did as he told you, your steps elegant and graceful in your high heels. When you bent over, your breasts brushing the bedding, you spread your legs for him. 
"Daddy's Baby Girl," Bradley grunted, running his fingers along the letters, making you gasp. He spanked you softly, moving his hand lower and lower until he was spanking your satin covered pussy.
"Oh my god!" you whined. "Oh! Bradley!"
"I'm Daddy," he replied, spanking your ass a little harder. 
You moaned softly, pressing yourself back against his hand. "Daddy!"
Bradley tipped his head back. You were soaking through the fabric as his fingers traced along your pussy to your clit. He spanked you there gently until you were crying out for more. Bradley knelt behind you and licked along your ass through the underwear before pulling them down to your knees and lapping at your wet pussy. 
"You gonna be a good girl for me? Or act like a brat?"
Bradley could see your pussy clenching before him as you whimpered with need. "Whatever you want, Daddy."
He wanted it all with you. He stood and took his phone out of his pocket while you whined for him. He took a few pictures of you with your underwear around your knees, your shoes laced up your legs, and your ass and pussy on display. Those would become something that would get him through a deployment, he was sure. 
Then he unzipped his pants and pressed himself against your backside as he leaned down so you could see his phone screen. "Do you see how fucking perfect you are for me?"
You looked at his phone and then over your shoulder at him. "Yes, Daddy," you gasped, bumping yourself back against him. 
"Now be a good girl, and you can have anything you want."
Bradley dipped his cock inside you, making you buck before he pulled out and painted your ass with your own wetness. He did this until you were babbling nonsense, and he smiled. 
"Please, please, please," you chanted, bumping back against him and Bradley spanked you until his palm was tingling. Then he ran two fingers through your dripping slit and shoved them in your mouth.
"Shhh, I told you to be good." You sucked on his fingers quietly, and then Bradley knelt again. He licked you clean, running his tongue all over your ass and stroking your pretty shoes with his fingertips. You had been reduced to sweet, soft little noises as he ate your pussy with his face buried in you. He took his time, wearing you out as your legs started to shake for him. You buried your face in the bedding, muffling the sounds of your orgasm, but Bradley could feel it on his tongue. 
He finally eased your panties the rest of the way down your legs and helped you step out of them. Then he patted your rear end where he was sure you must be sore, and you turned to look over your shoulder at him, the impressions of the bedding marring your cheek and forehead. 
"Thank you, Daddy," you whispered as he wrapped his fingers gently around your necklace chain and pulled you up as you gasped. He pulled until your back was flush against his front, and then he released the chain. Carefully, he took your right hand in his and guided it back so that you were touching his cock.
"It's Daddy's turn."
You palmed his length and moaned. "I love you, Daddy." 
Bradley ran his mustache along your ear, kissing you softly there. "You're gonna keep those shoes on and ride me real good." You nodded as Bradley took his own shoes off and got himself undressed. When he laid back on the bed and crooked his finger in your direction, you came crawling across that bed like such a good girl. Like such a good wife. You straddled his waist and leaned up to kiss his lips. 
"Can I make you cum inside me? Get you to fill me up? I want you to be a Daddy in every way, Roo."
He took your chin roughly in his hand so you met his eyes. Your gaze was open, unguarded, and he could feel you guide yourself down on him, taking his cock inside you as he whispered, "Baby Girl. I want you pregnant. I want to know I did that to you."
Your lips parted as you started to move your hips, riding him so perfectly. Bradley knew he had it good. You were everything. He sat up, easing you back as his chest pressed against yours. He grabbed your ass and thrusted until he was so deep inside, you cried out. He ran his fingers along the ribbons adorning your calves. "These are so pretty." 
He took your nipple in his mouth as you arched your back and bounced on him. Your eyes were fluttering open and closed, and he was so fucking deep inside you. This was everything he'd dreamed about: making you his wife and hopefully making all the sex count toward a baby.
"You're perfect," he whispered. "Tell me what you want."
You giggled as he mouth returned to your tits. "I want you to cum inside me."
"Yes. What else?"
You gasped as he sucked hard. "I want you to make me cum on your dick."
"Of course. What else?" He would honestly give you anything you asked for that he possibly could. 
"I want you to love me forever!" You were smiling as his lips found yours as you continued to ride him expertly. 
"I already do. What else?"
You giggled again before you gasped. "I want some pink champagne!"
Bradley eased himself back against the pillows, bringing you with him. "I'll get it for you," he grunted as you latched your lips to his neck, grinding down on him. He reached for the phone on the nightstand and pressed the number for room service. 
"What are you doing?" you moaned, but there was already someone answering his call. 
"Hi," he grunted into the phone. "Can you bring us a bottle of pink champagne?"
You sat up with your palms planted on Bradley's chest and whined his name as you fucked him. 
"Sir, I'm not sure if we have pink champagne?" came the voice through the phone. 
"Good girl," Bradley whispered to you as you worked your hips in circles. Then louder, he said, "It needs to be pink. Bring me five bottles. Charge it to the room."
"Sir, I'm not sure-"
"Just do it," Bradley growled before ending the call. You giggled and moaned at the same time as the phone ended up on the floor. 
"You just called room service while you were inside me!"
"Yeah," he rasped, running his thumb along your clit and watching you get off on him. "My wife wants something, she's going to get it."
"Ohhh," you moaned, clenching around him as he stroked you. "Daddy."
"Fuck," he groaned. "Keep saying it."
You leaned down and kissed his ear, treating him to the sounds of your orgasm mixed with you calling him daddy until he was filling you up with his cum.
"Daddy would do anything for you, Baby Girl. God, married sex just hits different."
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You both barely made it into your robes before someone was dropping off five bottles of pink champagne in individual ice buckets. You giggled uncontrollably as Bradley lined them up on the coffee table and just looked at them. "Went a little overboard, didn't I?"
You wrapped your arms around him and shook your head. "It's not like we won't drink all of them. I just can't believe you ordered them while we were fucking."
He kissed the top of your head. "Hey, nothing's too good for you, Sweetheart. You're always so capable, I kind of get lost when you let me go into Daddy Mode. You start whining, and I want to solve everything for you."
"God, that's hot," you whispered, kissing his stubbled chin. "Are you going to shave?"
"Wasn't planning on it," he replied, and you watched him pop one of the bottles. 
You had visions of riding his stubbly face dancing in your head as you took a sip of champagne from the bottle. "Good."
The two of you ended up eating sandwiches on the deck for dinner while you finished the bottle. "Do you think we'll ever stop fucking long enough to explore this end of the beach?" you asked, and Bradley laughed next to you on the lounge chair. 
"We've only been here for two days. I'd say by day five, we'll probably need a break."
"Speak for yourself, Roo," you said, winking at him. "I'm ready to go again."
He groaned as he chewed his food. He looked tired, and you knew you'd need to let him go to bed early tonight. But even with the adjustment to a different time zone, you weren't tired at all. And you were so horny, it was surprising even to you. Honestly, you'd been feeling like this since you stopped taking your birth control pills. 
When you took the last sip of champagne, you looked at Bradley. You did the math quickly in your head and determined that you were probably ovulating. That must be why you wanted to fuck his brains out nonstop. Or maybe it was just because he was your husband who looked stupid sexy with his tattoo and that gold wedding band on his finger. 
You kissed his hand, letting your lips graze his ring. "What if I put on your favorite set?"
His eyes went a little wide as he pulled you closer. "The red ones?" he rasped, and you nodded. 
"Yes, Bradley. The red ones."
That was all it took. As soon as you changed into your red lingerie, your husband was all over you. He fucked you hard into the mattress, your legs spread wide as he said, "Tipsy on pink champagne sex just hits different."
You thought you could become addicted to the feel of his cum dripping down your legs. He kept you full almost nonstop as the two of you fell into a routine. Sometimes you ate in one of the restaurants, and sometimes you got room service. Sometimes you had beer, sometimes you had a bottle of champagne. 
But you started to venture down to the beach during the day. When the heat from the sun got to be too much, or when you simply couldn't keep your hands off each other, you made your way back up to the private pool. You let Bradley fuck you on the edge of the pool as he untied your bikini top. Sometimes he wanted you doggy style, quick and dirty. Sometimes he wanted to lay you out on the deck and rub his stubbled cheeks along your body before he took you slow and sweet. Sometimes he was undressing you before you were even back on the private deck.
It was perfect. Decadent foods and drinks and nonstop time with your husband. Half the time the two of you skipped clothing, knowing it would just be in the way later. And every afternoon, you fell asleep in the sun, curled up on Bradley in the lounge chair while the sounds of the waves and the music from the main pool drifted up to your villa. 
"You need more sunblock," you told him one morning as you dressed in your black bikini. You and he were about to make your way to the beach bed he had reserved for the day, but he was starting to look rosy from all the afternoon naps outside. 
"Bring it with us, Baby Girl. Then I can rub it all over you as well," he said, sneaking up behind you and rubbing his rough cheek on your neck. 
You managed to wiggle out of his grasp and run out onto the deck, but he followed right behind you, chasing you to the beach. 
"I want to feel your rough face between my legs, Bradley! Not on my neck!"
He grabbed your elbow to slow you down and said, "Then let's get back in bed." His eyes were glittering with promise, but you shook your head. 
"Listen Roo, if you wake up tomorrow with me on your face, you just do as you're told, okay? Right now, I want to cuddle with you on the beach."
The beach bed was really just a cozy, oversized lounge chair with soft cushions right near the water. It was covered by a canopy that would keep you cool, and keep Bradley from looking like a lobster. Each side had curtains which could be opened or closed for privacy, and there was a butler who would run around and get anything you wanted. 
"Come here," Bradley whispered, and you curled up next to his side with your head resting on his chest. "I love you, Baby Girl."
The water looked beautiful, and once you each had a drink in your hand, you told him, "I'm impressed that you picked this resort." And after a few more drinks, you told him, "I want you," as your hand drifted down to the front of his swim trunks.
Bradley grunted as your fingers untied the drawstring and dipped into his bathing suit. He reached for the sash to let one side of the curtains fall closed. "You know what? If the butler comes back and sees us, it's his own fault. He'd wanna fuck you all day too if you were his wife."
"Bradley!" you said with a laugh, but he was already pulling your top to the side and kissing your bare breasts. After he pulled the other curtains closed, He untied your suit bottoms and removed them. "I was going to give you a blowjob," you whispered.
He shook his head as he flipped you onto your hands and knees. "My cum belongs inside your pussy right now. Don't waste it."
You moaned at his words as he rocked into you, filling you up. There was a slit in the curtain, and you could see other resort guests walking around, laughing with drinks in their hands. You could see waiters and staff hustling back and forth across the sand. You could hear conversations and music. All while your husband fucked you full of his cum with your tits hanging out of your bathing suit. 
Once Bradley tied your suit bottoms back in place, you could feel the mess dripping out of you. And you eased him back onto the cushions with a smile on his face and knelt between his thighs. But instead of tucking him back into his trunks, you licked him clean of your wetness and his cum. He groaned and leaned back as you took your time, licking up every bit of mess from his softening cock while he grunted your name and stroked your tits.
"So pretty," he whispered, watching you intently. "Can't keep my cock out of you."
You moaned around his tip, enjoying the way you tasted all mixed up with him. "Beach sex just hits different," you told him, earning a brilliant smile as you tucked him back in his bathing suit. And then the butler returned as you fixed your suit top, smirking at both of you as he handed you more drinks. 
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Bradley smiled as you sipped a rum punch from your perch on the beach bed between his legs. He had opened up the curtains again after getting his fill of you, and now the sun was dipping lower on the horizon. 
"You should slow down, Sweetheart," he told you as you finished your drink. "I'm going to want to fuck you again later, but not if you're drunk."
Your face lit up at his words. "I want you to fuck me when I'm drunk, Roo. You never do."
He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "It's just, getting consent is a gray area then."
You kissed his cheek. "You're perfect. Really, Roo, you've never once made me feel uncomfortable about sex."
"Well, that's important to me."
You kissed his lips; you tasted like rum. "You waited until I was ready to be with you again after Josh. You never made me feel any pressure, and that was on top of your deployment, Bradley. You waited weeks and months for me."
Bradley pulled you closer and held you tight. He hated thinking about Josh touching you. It made him sick that you had to deal with that while he was away. But Bradley supposed that was where your close friendship with Jake started to take root, so it wasn't all bad.
As you pressed your lips to his rough chin, you said, "We should both get a little tipsy. I'm giving my consent right now: I want you to fuck me while I'm drunk."
Bradley groaned. "As long as you can still tell me later that that's what you want." He signalled for two more drinks, and soon you were a giggly mess, splayed out on the beach bed, nearly spilling out of your top. 
"Bradley, do you remember when I had sex with other people?" you asked with a laugh, pulling him closer to you.
He'd had quite a few drinks, but he was still confused as he froze. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Your face was placid and bathed in orange sunlight as you laughed. "Oh, you know, like ages ago."
"How long ago?" he asked, now needing a very clear picture of what you were talking about.
You just waved your hand in the air. "Ages," you moaned. "Now all I want is you." 
"You mean like before we slept together?"
"Yes, Roo," you said, cracking up. "I had so much bad sex! Really terrible!"
He took a deep breath and leaned down to kiss you. "Good."
"Mmm," you hummed. "You're good. Now let's put our feet in the water."
The two of you stumbled along the edge of the water, and you rambled on about every topic under the sun before you started kissing Bradley as if the two of you were alone. Which you were not. There were other couples around, and the beach was filling up with people who wanted to watch the sunset. 
"You need to behave," he warned. 
You shook your head sadly up at him. "I'm afraid I don't know how."
Bradley laughed, and then you laughed, and he realized you were both pretty drunk. But he wanted to make sure. He whispered next to your ear, "If I take you back to our villa after we watch the sunset, do you still want me to fuck you?"
Your loud moan had him sealing his lips over yours to keep you quiet. "Please!"
So Bradley wrapped his arms around your waist and let his chin rest on your shoulder as you both watched the sun dip lower. Every press of his lips to your neck had him wanting you more and more, and he couldn't help but think you'd been right about the two of you drinking together. 
"You make my dick so hard," he promised you, focusing on your breathing and the way your tits looked as he rubbed his hands along your hips from behind. You were a million times more fascinating than the most beautiful sunset. 
You reached back to rub his leg and simply said, "I know, Roo." Good, he wanted to be transparent in his continual lust for you. The more you knew he wanted you, the better.
"You still want me to fuck you?"
In an instant, you spun around in his arms. "Yes. Let's go to bed."
Bradley's head was spinning a bit as you and he rinsed off in the outdoor shower where you sank down to take his cock in your mouth. "You gotta let me cum in your pussy," he whispered, and you giggled. 
"You're obsessed, Bradley," you whispered, running his tip along your lips. "Obsessed with breeding me."
He pulsed in your hands, and he hauled you to your feet. The two of you managed to make it inside to the bed without drying off, and Bradley started licking the water droplets from your legs and hips. He sucked on your tattoo while you had the drunken audacity to tell him, "I want you to breed me."
And then he was fucking you while he said, "I want you big and pregnant. God, you'll look so good. I wanna do that to you, Baby Girl." You looked delighted with yourself, and apparently the thing about drunk Bradley was that he felt like he could go and go. You leaned up and licked his tattoo, goading him on as you came for him, but Bradley wasn't even close yet. 
He flipped you onto your stomach while you were still moaning for more. You ass looked so pretty, and you were so responsive as pressed his face to you, kissing and liking your round cheeks before spreading your wetness around. He dragged his fingers and mustache through your wet pussy, coating your other hole as you begged.
"That feels so good," you promised. "Keep going."
Bradley grunted, making you messy and cleaning you over and over from your pussy up along your ass. 
"Oh my god, Bradley," you whined. "Your mustache!"
"Feels good?" he asked, licking you from his facial hair as he fucked your pussy with his thumb.
You kept propping your hips higher in the air, giving him even better access to all of you. "So good. Are you going to fuck me again? Fill me up?" you asked, shaking yourself at him, and he groaned.
"Gorgeous." He dragged his thumb back up and pressed it to your other hole while he slid his cock back home inside your pussy once again.
As he fucked you hard and gently penetrated your ass at the same time, he said, "Tell me you want this. Or I'll stop."
"I'm gonna cum!" you screamed, squeezing around his cock as you rocked back for more of him. "Don't stop!"
Bradley came hard as you cried and hiccupped, the tip of his thumb inside you, while he filled you with a load that he hoped would knock you up. 
"Drunk sex just hits different," he groaned, so satisfied as he wrapped your boneless, fucked out body in his arms and let you kiss him all over his face.
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This honeymoon is everything. I love how much they are exploring things together and how happy they are. This series is nearly over, and I thank you so much for reading along! Thanks to @mak-32 and @beyondthesefourwalls
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Not Strong Enough (Chap 5)
Jenna Ortega x Fem!Reader
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Summary: Jenna was visiting her mom in the hospital to drop off the food that will be eaten for the hospital party, but she met a resident surgeon and she thought "God forbid I ran into an accident, but I want her to open me and stitch me up." While the surgeon tries her best to keep her fan girling low-key.
Warning: curse words.
A/N: 5th chapter, thank you for waiting. I'll be using a different POV her, please tell me if this is better or no. Also, I think if I start using this POV, y'all need to be guessing what's inside of Jenna's (in the story) mind.
Masterlist
Chap 1 | Chap 2 | Chap 3 | Chap 4 | Chap 6
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Chap 5
"Hey, thanks for today, I really enjoyed the concert. See you around!"
You kept on reading the last text message that Jenna sent you after the concert. In the past few days, you are trying to keep your distance from the girl that you have been liking for some quite time now. After the concert, listening to the songs, it feels like you are having a revelation; you can't and you won't be the love of her life you thought.
So what you did was to be more productive than you are to stop yourself from thinking of the other girl and checking your phone. In the hospital when Jenna visits, you try to lessen your interaction and dismisses her telling that you are busy and needed in the surgery room. But one time, Jenna caught you seating in the chairs and watching a video on your phone. You didn't know that she'll go visit and unfortunately she asked around and asked what time is your break.
You were watching Melissa Barrera's 'Get To Bed With Me' YouTube video for Harper's Bazaar. "So, you are on a break, right?" You heard from your side and that got you surprised, it is Jenna's voice and you answered "Hey, I didn't know you were coming." and she chuckles and said "I came to surprise you, you were always on the go when I visit" she said and sat beside you.
You look at her whole figure intently, nothing has change, still the same chipped nail polish from the concert, same chuck taylors that she loves to wear, her headphone hanging around her neck, that necklace she wears sometimes when she is in the mood and a few rings.
"Yeah, I'm really sorry... there's a lot that's been going around here" you said with a sad smile and Jenna answered "No worries, I'm just glad I get to talk to you." and smiled at you.
Why does she need to smile like you are the softest thing that she have ever seen. "So, I just noticed, I mean I don't want to assume, because like, you know, it's not good, but I would like t you know, ask maybe, or like no, I've been meaning to tell you-" Jenna started to rumble but you held her hand and squeezed it and said "Hey you're rambling, it's ok breathe."
"Okay, I noticed that you are kinda ignoring me. You haven't replied to my message last last week, you have been ignoring me when I go here, I mean yes, we talk in facetime but you end it so quickly. I just... I miss you." Those words came out of Jenna's mouth.
She misses you. SHE MISSES YOU.
"Oh..." You started "I'm sorry if you feel like that, but I have been really really busy." You ended. But you feel like Jenna knows that you are lying to her.
"Sure, I mean, I'm sorry to bother you." Jenna said and went up to stand but you stopped her "Hey, please don't think that you're bothering me, that can never happen" and you smiled at her.
"Okay..." Jenna said and accepted your answer "So, do you have any plans for Halloween?" she asked and you answered "Yes, actually My friends and I are having a Halloween Party, just the four of us since we can't handle big events" and ended with a laugh.
"That sounds really nice, what are you dressing up?" Jenna asked you with such curiosity and you answered "Well, I'll be dressing up as Mavis from Hotel Transylvania."
Jenna took a mental note on that. The both of you heard a blaring sound and a voice said "Code Blue" and that alerted you.
"Hey, I'll be calling you, I am needed, duty calls." You said and kissed Jenna's cheeks and hugs her and you bolted out.
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"Y/N please stop walking around, please" Ava stated while you pace around the break room with you friends watching you like you were in a loop. Beatrice enters the room, kissed her wife and looked at you weirdly.
"What is happening here?" Bea asked and her wife answered, "Well your friend here kissed her little princess, IN THE CHEEK." Ava exaggerated the last words that made Bea chuckle and said "Wow, a kiss on the cheek made you like that, how about when you get to kiss her." and the wives made fun of you that made you stop from pacing.
"GUYS! This isn't even funny!" You said that made the both of them laugh even more, "Chill down Y/N, girl friends kiss each other in the cheek." Beatrice emphasize the space between girl and friends "And please calm your thoughts down, try to stay in the present and no overthink yeah." Beatrice added.
"Okay, sure sure, I will try" you sat beside them and drink your water.
"So are you ready for our Halloween Party?" Ava asked and you just nodded "Okay, I can't wait to see you in your costume."
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"TRICK OR TREAT" Those are the three words that the four of them hearing while they are having a dinner and playing monopoly.
"Damn, it's so late and there are kids outside." Ava stated as you went up and opened the door to give them candies and give them compliments for the effort that they did for their costume.
As you take your seat again "You can't blame them. I'd be walking the whole neighborhood just to get lots of candies" and rolled the dice, you moved your character that landed on boardwalk. You hollered and celebrated as you got the most expensive property in the game.
"That's not fair Y/N, you need to leave some property for us." Camila exclaimed while pouting like a little kid, "Oh stop it, you almost owned all of the land on the other side."
Beatrice gave you a house and the card for the boardwalk. Another knock on the door and a "Trick or Treat" can be heard, with a happy feeling, knowing that you'll be crashing Ava and Camila in the game, you happily get the bucket of candy and opened the door, and it stunned you.
Jenna was the one that is in front of the door, with her little cousins.
As you scanned her face, you could also see a surprised look, she probably doesn't assume that you will be the one opening the door and will be giving them the treats.
"Hey..." you said with the brightest smile, feeling like a fucking winner even if the game hasn't ended, but looking at Jenna with her orange long sleeve under a yellow jersey T-shirt, cargo shirt, and on her adidas rubber shoes. You intake in everything that is on her and she replied back with a smirk on her face "Hey back to you beautiful."
"Can I get my candies now?" You hear a littlw voice and you looked down and answered "Sure sweetie, here get anything you want" and almost gave all of the candies to Jenna's cousin.
"Whoa there, that's a lot for you miss." Jenna exclaimed seeing that you almost empty the candy bucket that you have.
"Didn't know you live around our block?" Jenna said and you answered "Oh no, this is not mine, this is actually where Ava and Beatrice lives" and scratched your head, "You wanna join our party?" you asked Jenna and she answered "Oh I would like to, but as you can see I'm tasked to bring the kids to trick or treat"
That made you sad because you won't be hanging with Jenna.
"But... I can come after we round the whole block if that's alright?" She asked and that made you smile and you answered "Sure, that's great" and you watched them walking away. The both of you shared a small wave.
As you went back to the table, you said to the group " I hope it's okay that I invited someone later?" and that made them look at you "It's just Jenna, so I hope you don't mind?"
"Wow, so now you got the guts to invite her huh? But yeah, it's okay for me, how about you my love?" Bea said and Ava nodded because her mouth is currently full with m&m.
"It's about damn time I get to meet her. I'll show her how I fucking nailed Wednesday's dance" Camila exclaimed and both you and Beatrice said "Please no."
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An hour passed and the four of you are just watching a horror film when the doorbell rang. When you opened the door, you saw Jenna standing with a wine on her hand.
"Hey you didn't need to bring something" you said and Jenna answered "I think it's good to impress your friends" and the both of you entered the living room that made the other three stare at you.
Beatrice paused the movie and Camila said "Wow, you got your whole costume planned huh?" and that made you look at her questionly.
You then scanned Jenna's costume, orange long sleeves under a yellow jersey T-Shirt, a cargo short, and a rubber shoes. That's where it clicked, SHE WAS DRESS AS JOHNNY, Mavis' husband.
"Surprise" Jenna said in a little voice and looked at you worriedly.
You bit your lips and said "Well good to see you husband." You kissed her cheeks again and pull her to the sofa to the spot where you were seated earlier and the movie continued.
"I hope it's okay" Jenna whispered and that made you look at her, you were so close to her face, the lights of the TV illuminated her face, and that just took your breath away.
"What do you mean?" You asked, a bit of perplexed on what she's asking. "I dressed up as Johnny" she said.
You thought, why would she feel sorry for dressing up as your husband, as Mavis' husband? Because what she just did for her costume, being in a couple costume with you, sent you heart beating impossibly fast that you fear it will just stop and Jenna will be seeing you body lying on the floor while your three friends are trying to perform a cpr on you.
"No worries, I kinda like how you played it off, it looks good on you." You said and if the lights were on, you will notice how the blush on Jenna's face creeps in. "You are beautiful as well Y/N" Jenna said.
"Can we please now watch" Camila said to the both of you because she is just literally seating close to the both of you, which made the both of you said your apologise quietly and sat comfortably beside each other.
The night went on, and the five of you finished two movies. Beatrice and Ava are now cleaning the living room while you clean the dining room which leaves Camila and Jenna in the living room.
Camila broke the silence and said "I really liked you on Wednesday." and that made Jenna smile and said a thank you, Camila then continued "You know, if I may, I can show you how I perfected the dance you did in the ball" Camila stands up in the middle of the living room and within a second you tackled Camila into the floor, not wanting to make Jenna feel uncomfortable since you have watched a lot of her interviews about the Wednesday dance and also you are concerned about your friend who can't really dance to save her life.
"WHAT THE FUCK Y/N" Camila exclaimed and pushed you off of her "I'm sorry, I just missed you" you answered while you are still lying on the floor.
Jenna went to you and helped you up "Are you okay?" she asked and you just nodded.
"That was not fair Y/N, I was about to show Jenna my dancing skills" Camila said with a pout on her lips, and that just made you giggle.
Jenna buts in and said "Maybe you can show me next time when we meet each other again."
But that just made your head shakes for a no, earning a few "no" that can be heard from Bea and Ava.
Finishing up and gathering your things, you said your goodbye to Ava, Bea, and Camila. Jenna by your side walking towards the street.
"Thanks for inviting me tonight" Jenna said kicking stones that got in her way.
You looked at her like a little kid, thinking it was fun to see her like this, enjoying herself and being young & free. "No problem, I love having you around and the girls have been wanting to meet you since they only got to greet you in the hospital" you said.
"Really? I'm glad to hear that. I also enjoyed spending time with them" She said.
Walking a few more streets and you were nearing Jenna's house. No small talks were made, only the noise of the neighborhood can be heard and your small hums.
Jenna the breaks the silence "I just noticed that you always invite me to do something while I just go and say yes."
"Well, I like hanging out with you" you answered, because it is true. You know for yourself that even if you don't have any feelings for Jenna, you would enjoy her company.
"How about if you come to our Family dinner next time, sounds good?" Jenna suggested and it surprised you. How come you got invited to a Family Dinner and that made you super shy because you will gonna be surrounded with Jenna's family and you were scared that they will not like you. But then you reminded yourself to calm down and live on the now.
"Uhmm sure, if that's okay with your family, I don't want to intrude" you answered and Jenna smiled and said "Oh trust me they would love you there, my mom was also planning in inviting you, she said you are like a daughter to her"
Wow, Natalie has plans on inviting you, that was the first time you heard that. You know that you and Natalie have this bond and you feel so treasured and loved, thinking that Natalie thought of you more like her daughter.
Stepping in front of the Ortega's front door, you and Jenna faced each other earning a sweet smile on both of your faces.
"Thank you for tonight" Jenna said.
That moment, this moment, you were so sure that you wanted to kiss Jenna, you are thinking, you have stopped yourself many times to not kiss her so maybe this is a good chance to let go and just kiss her. Live on the now, you think. Your heart beating loud and you try to block the negative thoughts.
So one of your hand went into Jenna's side, you were slowly leaning in, waiting for a movement from the other girl to pull away and you felt none, so you persisted and you felt that Jenna was also leaning in, placing her hands into your shoulder.
A flashing of lights and a honk is heard that broke you apart. The windows rolled down and you saw Jenna's dad waving, getting down the car and going towards the both of you.
"Hey girls, hope I'm not interrupting something?" said and hugged Jenna and looked at you.
You introduced yourself "Good evening Sir, I'M Y/N, Jenna's friend and Natalie's co-worker.' and stretched your hand to shake his hand which he did shake and exclaimed "So you are who's Jenna is talking about, huh?"
Jenna nudged her father "Dad, please stop" which made her father laugh and said "Well, if you are hungry you can go inside and dig in." and leave the both of you outside again.
You broke the silence and said "Well, I'm gonna go home" you take Jenna's hand and kissed the back of it, "Good night my husband" You said with a teasing smile referring to Jenna's costume and you started to walk down their front yard.
Jenna then said "Good night to you my wife, call me when you're home" and blow you a kiss which you catch and kept it in your pocket that made Jenna laugh.
And that maybe was the greatest Halloween that you could have ever have in you whole life.
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Chap 6
A/N: an update, hope this was good. Thanks for reading!
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tsumtsumrry · 10 months
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request where reader has some kind of severish accident which means her movement is limited (like she has a leg cast and crutches or something) and harry takes time out to visit her in hospital and then care for her at home when she’s released until she’s feeling better and once she feels good again she keeps hinting at wanting to be intimate with him because it’s been so long and she’s missed having him that way and that aspect of their relationship but he’s not picking up on her hints because he doesn’t want to rush her or assume she’s ready before she’s fully recovered but it just makes her feel rejected and sad like he doesn’t want her that way anymore and he sees her as a burden because there’s no proper communication but then when they finally talk about how they’re feeling he’s like omg baby no that’s not it at all of course i’m still attracted to you i love you i just don’t want to pressure you after everything… cut to it ends in fluffy emotional smut and all is well again
lmao sorry this was so long and there’s no punctuation but this was literally a stream of consciousness 😮‍💨
hii thank you so much for the request it was really fun to write <;3
hope you enjoy!
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It was completely your fault. 
At least that’s how you felt. The bike ride was supposed to be short and sweet but you ended up in a small ditch with a broken ankle. You felt stupid more than anything. And a little embarrassed. You called Harry with a wobbly voice and shooting pain in your ankle. He raced to your location and took you to the hospital, doted on you endlessly and now that shooting pain has been reduced to a dull ache due to the medication they have you on. 
His hands gently knead your leg and give you a much needed massage to soothe a cramp that’s been building up while you stare at him with loving eyes, “how’s it feeling, baby? Better? Doctor said it would be good to go home with some crutches.” 
You roll your eyes at him and smirk mischievously, “I could’ve gone home days ago, you’re the one that made me stay here to make sure I was alright, Harry.” You chuckle softly and watch closely as he gets up to start to tidy up and collect your things. 
“I just needed to make sure that there wouldn’t be any further damage, angel.” he pleads his case, stopping his gathering for a moment to shoot you a look that you only respond to with a deadpan stare. 
“Whatever you say, Dr. Styles.” 
“Mm. Say that again. S’kinda hot.” your lover smirks at you with that glint in his eyes that only shows up when he says something that he knows will have an effect on you. You giggle and he takes a couple steps towards you, leans down, and gives you a soft kiss. Your hands reach up to tangle in his brown curls, tugging lightly to pull him deeper into the kiss. The faintest of groans leave his lips and it makes a wave of contentment flow through you, you’ve missed him like this. That contentment is very quickly thwarted when Harry pulls away, only to leave you with a quick peck and a smile. You frown softly, but he misses it. 
“All jokes aside though, I’m really glad you’re okay. It could’ve been a lot worse; you know?” He gently takes your chin between his fingers and squeezes softly. You nod and offer him a knowing smile. You know how anxious he gets, especially when it comes to the people he loves most, especially when it comes to you. “And excuse me for my innate nature to protect the girl I love.” he speaks with a sarcastic bite and a faux eye roll that you giggle heartily at. 
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“Alright, love.” his voice strains from the weight of you in his arms, “you just lay here and look pretty. I’ll go get your stuff and then we can cuddle.” You were cleared to go home. They sent you off with some crutches and told you that you were good to go.
And that’s basically how the rest of the five weeks in the cast went. You and Harry, alone in your house, with Harry constantly all over you and needing to make sure you were okay. He rarely let you out of his sight unless he had to go to work and you loved it, but seeing him and not being able to really kiss him the way you want to has you a little bummed, and frustrated. You’ve not only missed kissing him, you’ve missed having him. The weight of him on top of you, the praise he always whispers in your ear, the way he feels when he touches you and fucks you like no one else can. You’ve missed all of that. 
And you barely need the crutches anymore! You’ve been walking just fine without them and Harry has been so vocal about being proud of your progress, but still nothing. 
You try to give him hints sometimes but it’s like it completely flies over his head. He’ll just kiss you as if you guys are being watched by the pope and be his normal perfect, “tooth-rottingly” sweet self. 
“Missed you so much, angel.” He had just come back from work, tired, but obviously never too tired for his girl, “d’you need anything? You’ve eaten right?” he mumbles while his face is squished cutely into your arm. 
“Yes, my love. I’ve eaten. Don’t need anything really. Just you.” And that one was obvious, really obvious, you used that tone you normally use with him when he’s fucking you, you have your hands tangled in his hair and make sure to tug lightly enough to where it feels like an accident, you’re wearing his favorite smelling body oil, you’re even dragging your foot across his thigh for god’s sake. What more does he need? He’s usually ready to go with less. 
“Well you’ve got me. Always.” his head shoots up, the curls flopping with it, he grins so happily at you like you aren’t dying from the emptiness of not having him inside you for so long. You might lose it and honestly you can’t even blame yourself for how you’re reacting. He’s just too good to be without it for this long. And you can’t figure out why he doesn’t seem to want to give you what you need. That’s always been his promise after all, that he was going to give me what you needed, always. 
So, what in the world is going on now? 
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It’s been another two weeks. Still no moves from Harry and still seventeen million moves from you (a day). You’re beginning to think that he’s doing it on purpose, and that, that is a dangerous thought. You’re the biggest overthinker you know, and now that the seed is planted in your head that Harry is avoiding your attempts at being intimate with him, it’s spiraling out of control. There’s a big ball of emotion in the pit of your stomach that’s making you feel like shit and you really don’t like the feeling. 
You decide to go downstairs and find him, hoping to just talk it out. The whole way down the stairs you’re convincing yourself that it’s all just a big misunderstanding or miscommunication, but your brain is working overtime to convince you that you're being avoided on purpose. 
When you hit the last step, you immediately see him, in all his glory. His back is turned to you and he’s wearing a tight black shirt that showcases every muscle in his back and arms. It honestly makes your mouth water. You walk up closer to him when you realize he’s on the phone and your walking slows so you can be quieter. Your hands reach up to touch his shoulder and finally get some of that physical contact you’ve been craving. He puts his hand on yours for a second but then slightly shrugs your hand off of his shoulder. Your heart drops. 
Now, normally, you would’ve found it funny, or just chalk it up to him doing something important, or being in a bad mood, but there was only one word running through your head now. 
Burden. 
Burden. 
Burden. 
The extreme fear you have of feeling unwanted manifests in many different ways. You stumble back from him, while he doesn’t even notice the pain on your face, and you slowly retreat to your room. As soon as you get upstairs, and onto your bed, the waterworks start. You feel so incredibly dramatic but it hurts so much to feel like the only person you want around doesn’t feel the same way you do. 
It’s a couple dozen minutes of crying before you hear his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. Your door opens a couple moments later and Harry comes in it. The first thing he heard, which stopped him in his tracks, was a sniffle. And then he saw you crying. His heart drops. 
“Hey, hey hey. What’s going on?” he rushes over to you with his gentle voice, immediately crouching down to level with where you’re laying on the bed. “Is it hurting, baby? Tell me what’s wrong.” 
And he tries to convince you to tell him, for way longer than he should’ve, lots and lots of coaxing, and when you finally told him, it may have been in the least liked way that you were imagining. 
“Why won’t you touch me?!” you blurt out, frustration clear as day in your voice. Harry leans back slightly at the shock of your admission. 
“Why won’t I…touch you? I–babe what are you talking about?” 
“I’ve been trying everything I know of to get you to realize I just need you so badly, but it feels like you’ve been ignoring it. Like you just don’t want to be intimate with me and it feels like I’m a burden or something. I hate feeling like I’m bothering you.” 
Harry has a permanent frown on his face when you speak, looking directly into your eyes, following your every move. 
After your short rant he looks at you for a moment, he looks away as if he’s in thought, he sighs almost as if he’s relieved, then you watch him…laugh?
“I cannot believe,” he starts, immediately getting up from his crouched position to stand and tower over you. “I cannot believe that you could ever think that I don’t wanna be close to you, or make you feel good, or make you come the way only I can.” his eyes have changed from soft and concerned to intense, but with that familiar glint. 
“You really think I’d ever deprive myself of being in between those gorgeous thighs, baby? Really?” his hand softly grazes against your thigh, almost as if to prove his point. Your eyes flutter shut at the faint touch. Finally, you think. 
“I’ve only been worried about your ankle.  I just wanted to make sure everything was alright before we did anything. You hurt yourself pretty badly baby, didn’t wanna pressure you.” 
“Jesus, H. Seriously? I was worried–” you’re cut off when he kisses you deeply, his hand coming up to loosely wrap around your throat. You moan into the kiss and he groans deeply, moving himself so he’s on top of you. 
“Thought I taught you better than you not using your words, pretty.” he rasps, his tone soft but condescending. You whimper softly at his words, as he spreads your legs to fit himself between them, rocking his hips to grind himself against you. “Hm? Use your words, baby. You have to tell me what you want.” 
That slow grinding is making your mind go fuzzy, it’s been so long and you already feel dizzy with pleasure. “Need to be close. Need you to fuck me.” you mumble. You already feel closer than you have in a long time. The way you’re staying directly into his moss green eyes as his entire body flexes with his movements, the way you can feel his soft pants against your skin. 
“Yeah?” and he wastes no time. He kisses down your body slowly, like he’s worshiping you, and makes his way down between your thighs. He spreads you apart slowly like if he wants to savor every moment and when he finally gives you what you want, he gives and gives and gives. 
And you just have to sit there and take it while he’s fucking you with his perfect mouth like that, getting his face and your thighs all messy with your arousal, moaning as if he’s the one getting pleasure from it, making you come twice on his tongue despite your squirming and whimpers. 
“Have no idea how much I missed your perfect cunt, baby. No idea.” 
And when you tried your very best to pull away due to the overstimulation, he tightens his arms around your waist and tugged you back to him harshly with a gruff, “M’not done. Need more.” 
And god if you didn’t just die right then. 
When he fucked you, it was slow. And you could definitely tell that he missed you just as much as you missed him. Deep and slow strokes that brought the most beautiful sounds out of both of you and had his breath stuttering and eyes fluttering shut. 
“You’re so perfect, so wet for me.” he moans softly. Suddenly his eyes open and his brows pull together when he looks down at you, he almost looks…sad. 
“Don’t you ever think that I don’t want you like this again, do you understand me?” He punctuates his words with a very purposeful thrust that rubs right against the spot that makes you shake. “I could never be not attracted to you. Never. You’re the only person that has me this fucking gone. How do you not see what you do to me?” 
He reassures you the whole time, whispering those praises you missed so much in your ear ang touching you exactly the way he knows you like. 
“You’re so fucking good for me, angel. Squeezing me so tight, you missed me hm?” 
“Wanna come for me? Is my needy girl gonna soak my cock? Go ahead baby.” 
“That’s my girl. Fuck I’ve missed how you feel when you come around my cock like that.” 
And when you both finish, he’s extra cuddly. You guys are bundled up in the blankets and it feels like if he were to crawl in your skin it still wouldn’t be enough to satisfy him. 
“God I missed you.” he breathes out contentedly.
“Missed you too, H. So much.” 
“Also you smell really good, is that my favorite body oil?” he questions with the most adorable smile on his face. 
“Now you notice?” you giggle and roll your eyes; he has a confused pout on his face, and you just cuddle up closer to him and let your eyes fall shut.
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raccoonface · 4 months
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“New Bodyguard… huh”
Part 2 finally (a little short like Jenna)
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Jenna's POV
"Hey Sophie" (her agent)
"Jenna."
"That's me..."
"What is about this photo, and isn't that the new bodyguard I sent out...?!"
"Yeah"
"JENNA."
"The photo only showed us sitting on the couch plus you can barely tell that's me"
"Exactly the press with come to a conclusion that it is you in the photo and rumors will spread"
"We didn't even do anything"
"That doesn't matter, people with make shit up and you can't do anything about it."
"I don't know Soph"
"Well you kind of have to do something about it you can't have Americas 'it girl' have something with somebody and not come out about it"
"Why can't I have a relationship with somebody, why can't I keep it a secret?!?"
"Because people will find out, and will expose you anyway so you might as well come out now."
"What if I don't have a relationship with anyone"
"Then you tell everyone that, just figure it out then come to me."
"Ugh.... Fine I got to go bye"
"By-"
I hung up on my agent because I was pissed, but I had to tell Y/n about this.
“Hey everything all right Jen?”
“Yeah, Y/n everything’s good… other than this photo being out to the public.”
“What photo?”
“This one”
She looked like she just saw a ghost after she saw the photo, but I couldn’t blame her I did too. I couldn’t believe someone would just randomly take a photo of me and her,
Yet again it’s not that suprising because I am Americas ‘it girl’ right now.
“Who did this?!?”
“Idk.. but I think we should talk Y/n, about us”
“About what? About me sleeping over, we didn’t even hold hands or anything..!”
“I-.. I know but I want us to be something”
“Jenna-.. I don’t think that would be professional of us. I mean think about it, I’m your bodyguard”
“I know but you could protect me more efficiently now, you know like day and night type of job”
“I-I…. Let me think about it”
I smiled and ran to give her a hug, before she had to leave. I loved the way she smelt, but it didn’t last long.
“I gotta go Jen”
“Okay…”
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I wanted to stay in bed and forget what happened yesterday but I needed to face Y/n for the answer
So I got up and got dressed just to change again when we get to the studio.
I walked out my door to Y/n standing there by her car waiting for me
“Hey Jenna,”
“Hey Y/n,”
We both greeted each other then she opened the door for me, such a gentleman Gentlewomen
We were both in the car, and she was driving normally but then another car came out of no where and hit us
I was knocked unconscious and the last thing I heard were sirens
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I woke up in a hospital with my mom beside me
“Oh my god, honey, are you okay”
“Yeah, I’m fine… where’s Y/n? Is she okay?”
“Oh honey I don’t know but I’m sure she’s fine.”
I got up with my mom protesting me to lay back down
“Jenna you need to sit back down you’re gonna hurt yourself more”
“I’ll be fine mom I just have to find Y/n”
I left the room to go to the front desk to ask where Y/n was
“Hello ma’am do you know where a girl named Y/n L/n is?”
“Sorry give me one moment.. are you family?”
“Uhh… yes I’m her wife”
“Okay room 128”
“Thank you”
“You’re welcome honey”
I ran off to where Y/n’s room was hoping she was okay
When I found her room I ran into it and she was asleep laying down
So I went to her bedside glad she was okay and I fell asleep knowing that she was
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Sorry for taking three years on this I was having terrible writers block plus I’ve been dealing with a lot of school stuff. I hope you like this
Btw sorry for lying in the spicy part. It’s the next one that will anyways have a nice rest of your day raccoon faces..!
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bowandcurtsey · 11 months
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Hi its camellia and idk if your request is open or close-
But if open then i would like to request
Yami,Fuegeleon (idk how to spell 😭😭) Nozel and William with an innocent reader and somebody said some dirty stuff to her and she ask them what it means! Im so sorry to request this if its close! In completely clueless during the night so please forgive me! Dont forget to take breaks,eat daily and drink! Ily have a great day or night! Love you 😘🫶🏻
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Hello BBG! thank you for this request hehe! Yes I'm eating enough and drinking enough, ig.
I'm having my off day so I had some time to complete requests again! hehe! I hope you have a lovely lovely rest of the week!! ILYSM too!! <3
Characters: William | Nozel | Fuegoleon x f! reader tw: overall safe. I would say it's still PG, haha! Unchecked works!
d/w: the dirty word (imma leave it to your own imaginations)
William Vangeance
You were on a date, it was William's off day so you asked him casually.
"babe, what does d/w mean?"
William choked on his tea and he coughed for awhile. You seldom saw Will so flustered so you quickly helped him pat his back. his face was red like a tomato.
"Who said this to you?"
"Erm, nobody said it to me, I just over heard one of the trainees say it while I was training with them."
You didn't catch it but William's orbs flashed a tone darker for a moment.
"Oh love, it's... a sexual word. Just forget about it, okay?"
He said it in a gentle tone with a sweet smile, just for you.
The next day at training, William came to oversee the training and made things very very difficult for everyone, even Klaus, who was in charge of the trainees was puzzled.
"Captain William in a bad mood?"
"I'm not sure.." you answered with a shrug.
When Klaus asked his captain, he got a very dangerous smile from him. A smile that told him that he was on thin ice as well.
"well, i think their training is not tough enough, seeing that they can go around running their mouths, don't you think Klaus?"
Nozel Silva
You came into his office one day, telling him some guy at the cafe you were at with your friend and tried to ask for your number and said d/w to you.
Nozel looked up from his work, "Who and where and when?"
You were taken aback that he was this angry. You had to tell him to calm down. It made you even more curious of what it meant.
"It's something your ears should have never ever heard." He stormed out of his office.
He found the guy pretty quickly and carried him out of where ever he was by his collar.
"Never. Ever. Speak filthy things to women you don't know." Nozel stared a hole through him.
The guy was eventually sent to a hospital and was traumatised.
"Was it that bad? Whatever he said? Now you make me really want to know what it means," you asked him that night.
His face blushed a little, thinking about whether he should explain it to you or not, but he thought that you'll eventually know somehow, "it's just something filthy, sweetheart.Nobody should ever say this to you."
"Except you?"
Nozel was blushing so hard.
Fuegoleon Vermillion
"Fue?" you asked him at dinner one day, "What's d/w?"
"I... don't know?" he looked at you blankly, "where and who did you hear this from?"
"Mereo said it while we were on our mission together to some of the bad guys."
"..." Fue looked at you, "you better not learn anything she says, dearie. She has a foul mouth sometimes."
"Okay!" you nodded and beamed.
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The next day Fue asked his sister about it. Mereo burst out laughing. Then she explained the literal meaning of it to Fue.
Fue almost choked on the water he was drinking.
"I knew it! It's not something good! Don't ever speak like that in front of y/n! she's so innocent!" Fue shouted at his sister
"How should I know she'd take it literally?!" She shouted back, "besides, don't act all innocent, dumb brother! You and her would eventually know it one day!"
Fue's face burned bright red and they eventually fought for a bit until the wall had a huge hole in it.
Fue came back to you that night and told you to erase d/w from your memory and that it was a very very bad and filthy thing.
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Hospital Love (Karina)
Author: Another classic oneshot from my old oneshot book. Hope you all like it! Also, be sure to check out my Masterlist for more fics :)
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Y/N's POV
Hey, so you probably are wondering who the hell I am… my name is Kim Y/N and I am a patient here at Korean Mental Institution and I've been here for quite a while. For what? You are probably asking. I was subjected to parental abuse and basically suffered for my entire life leading me to become insane and because of that the authorities sent me here.
So far the the doctors here are completely useless as f*ck, they treat me terribly and force me to do impossible activities and I usually get in alot of trouble because I was so uncooperative. That's what bring me to the point where I don't trust anybody. Until she came…
Flashback
Just great, another doctor has quitted on me, tsk. How typical. How the hell did they even become doctors in the first place if there so incompetent and ruthless?
Knocking
I hear the door knocking and I see a women who is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my miserable life. She sits down on the rolling chair and rolls toward me.
"What do you want?" I asked coldly to the doctor.
"Why, I'm here to help you, Mr. Kim." She answered in a friendly tone and I just scoff.
"That's what they all say and what happens is that they just abandon me." I responded.
"Well I am not doing that. That's for certain. My name is Doctor Min or you can call me Karina if you like." She introduces herself and she raises her hand.
I didn't move or do anything because I didn't trust her one bit. But she gives me the brightest smile and I don't know why but I just returned the handshake but I did it hesitantly.
"Now look, I don't like the doctors here either. There mean and irresponsible for their patients and I figured since they can't do their job, I could help you." Karina said in a serious tone which I find surprising. Nobody has ever said to me.
"How do I know you'll keep your promise?" I asked her.
"No matter how it hard it may seem, I'll always stick with you until you are cured." Karina responded with sincere in her voice.
"You promise?" I asked nervously and she nods.
End of Flashback
Yep, that's how I met my new doctor Karina who surprisingly happened to be one of the most nicest and kindest person I have ever met in my life.
Knocking
I hear the door open revealing to be Karina and I smiled and she smiled back.
"I see your in a happy mood today, Y/N." Karina comments and I blush and she giggles in response.
"How are you feeling today?" She asked me and I responded that I was fine thanks to her.
"Oh, that's good to hear!" Karina responds and she writes it down in her notes.
After she was done I do her therapy treatment she told me that my health is looking better based on her notes which I am very happy to hear. But the question is…
"What do I do when I get out of here?"
"Where do I go?"
I pretty much have nothing besides her so I am lost. I sigh confused on what happens to me after I get out of this hellhole.
"Is something wrong, Y/N?" Karina asks me in a soft voice and I snapped back into reality.
"Karina, what do I do when I get out of here?" I asked her curiously which leaves her to think about it before responding.
"Do you have any place you can stay?" Karina asks me and I shake my head.
"How about you live with me?" Karina suggests leaving me dumbfounded and not believing a single word she just said.
"W-Wait, what?!" I asked her in response and she giggled.
"Well to be honest, your kinda cute." She responded and pinched my cheek leaving me blushing hard and I can't even respond right now!
"So what do you think~?" Karina asks me and I sigh since I don't really have a choice.
"Okay, I'll live with you." I responded and Karina smiled brightly.
TIMESKIP
After going through final examinations on my health I was finally discharged from that joke of a hospital and Karina helped pack my things after were done we arrive to her car and put all my luggage in the trunk.
"Ready?" Karina asks me and I nod.
I enter the passenger seat and we drive off .
10 Minutes of Driving Later…
Finally we arrive to her house and it was just a single story house, nothing too fancy but it was nice. I unpack my things from the trunk and we entered her house. The living room was cleaned and the house was neat and tidy.
"You like it?" She asks me and I nod.
"Come, follow me." She instructed me and she takes me arm so I follow her to what appears to be the masters bedroom. "What are we doing here?" I asked her curiously and she smirked at me.
"Why this can be our room, IF you be my boyfriend." Karina responded to me and my eyes widen.
"What do you mean?" I asked her nervously.
"Y/N, you've been through enough and I want you to live a normal life with me." She explained to me and I look down thinking about it. She is beautiful and I consider her my angel since she is always there for me when no one was.
"I guess I have no other choice." I thought to myself.
I smile and responded "Okay, I'll be your boyfriend." and she squealed and hugged me tightly.
TIMESKIP
It was nighttime and me and her were cuddling in bed watching Netflix and after a few episodes of K-Drama shows we turned it off and went to bed.
"Hey, babe~." She called me in a seductive tone.
"Yes?" I responded.
"I'm not tired yet~." Karina said to me in a seductive tone which sends shivers down my spine.
"W-What do you want me to do about it?" I asked nervously while looking at her smirking at me.
She didn't say anything to me instead she just pin me to the bed and get on top of me and I shivered in fear.
"You'll see…" She responds to me.
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