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hello !!! i was wondering if you could write a han solo x fem!reader fic where he comforts her because her relatives had been killed (on tatooine) and they end up together at the end? this would be the cutest thing ever !!!!!!!

there is good in the bad

han solo x fem!reader

summary: han comforts you after you find out your only living relative has died

warnings: mentions of death

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It was the one time in six months that you’d meet your aunt to check up on her. She lived on Tatooine whereas you travelled around with Han, a guy you’d walked into at a bar as he was running away from just another one of his enemies. Han instantly flustered you with his charming yet arrogant nature.

Currently, you were walking beside Han whilst he was talking to Chewie. You could see your aunt’s house now. It looked quite worn down. That was odd, you thought. Your aunt usually enjoyed looking after the decor on the interior and exterior. She may just be getting older. She was getting to that age now.

You nervously played with your fingers as you seemingly slowly approached the house. Han noticed your fidgeting but decided to ignore it for now. If it got worse he would step in. You lifted up your knuckles are rapt against the door. Dust from the stone fell down the door like an exceptionally fast avalanche.

After waiting for roughly two minutes, you decided to walk in. Her belongings were still there but they were grubby. It looked dull and old. You decided to anxiously peep in every room and she was nowhere to be seen. “If we walk around we can ask someone if they know her.”, Han suggested as he rubbed up and down your arm comfortingly.

And so here you were, trudging along with Han and Chewbacca. You decided to head to the market as that would be where many creatures would be. After an anticipatingly long walk, you had finally arrived at the market. They were bustling buyers all around you and it was slightly overwhelming. It was helpful though because surely at least someone would know what had happened to your aunt or where she was.

“Let’s split up. I’m sure at least one of us will find someone who knows something.”, Han stated tactically. He pointed Chewie to a western direction. “I’ll go that way.”, you said as you pointed east. “Okay, stay safe.”, he reminded. The three of you had parted ways for about ten minutes now and you had asked several shop keepers yet nobody seemed to know.

Abruptly you recognised one of the store owners and hastily made your way over. “Hey, Roah.”, you waved as you saw one of your aunt’s friends who would come to hang over at your house sometimes in the past. “Y/N! How are you?”, she asked with an almost pitiful look in her eyes. “Fine, what about you?”, you reciprocated with a confused tone laces in your voice. “Alright. Are you sure you’re okay?”, she paused to glance at you before adding: “It was so sudden what happened to her.”

You stared at her. What? “What happened to who?”, you questioned as your voice shook slightly with worry. “You know… your aunt.”, she hesitantly shared. “What do you mean?”, you replied with a panicked expression. “Do you not know?”, she looked at you incredulously. You shook your head. “She got into a fight with some trouble-maker and she was killed.”, she avoided eye contact.

“What?”, you just stood there. You didn’t know how to react. Fortunately Han found you and took in your shocked state. “What’s wrong?”, he grabbed your shoulders. “She’s dead, Han.”, you responded. Han gently took you into his arms as he guided you back to the Falcon. He glanced back at Roah before carrying on.

As you boarded the ship, you saw Chewie sat on a bench giving you a sad look. Han placed you on a bed carefully. He pulled up the covers and just as he was going to move back and drive the ship, you mumbled quietly: “Stay.”

“Alright.”, he muttered. “Chewie, drive for me.”, he grumbled with his usual attitude.

He looked at you with kind eyes as you moved over to make space for him on the tiny bed. You rested your head against his shoulder and he smiled as he looked down at you. That was maybe the first time you had seen him smile.

#han solo #han solo x reader #han solo imagine #han solo x you #han solo x y/n #star wars #star wars x reader #star wars imagine #star wars x you #star wars x y/n #star wars oneshot #star wars x female reader #fem!reader

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Hi could I request an Anthony bridgerton story where he had an argument with his wife (perhaps because he was stressed and found her clingy )so she gives him the silent treatment and acts cold to him until he basically begs for her forgiveness

attached

anthony bridgerton x wife, fem!reader

summary: you and your husband have an argument after he complains about you being too attached to him for his liking

warnings: p in v, orgasm, cunnilingus, fingering, praise kink, begging, breeding kink (maybe), unprotected sex, nudity

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You were attending yet another ball with your husband, the brooding Anthony Bridgerton, and you were talking with Penelope in the corner. Glancing around, you took in the beautifully chosen decor against the lighting. Amidst the line of people, your eyes only focused on Anthony as his chocolate eyes sparkled with the glisten from the chandelier.

You couldn’t help yourself. He looked so gorgeous and so you headed over to him after bidding your goodbyes to Penelope. “Hello, Lady Y/N.”, he smirked at you teasingly. Your cheeks heated up. “Good evening, my Lord.”, you replied. “Gentlemen, this is my lovely wife.”, he introduced you to the group of men he was chatting to.

“Nice to meet you.”, they all said. You grabbed his hand gently and snuggled into his side slightly. “Okay, my love, have you talked to Eloise about her new book that you recommended to her yet?”, he asked in an awkward fashion. You shook your head. “Why don’t you go and find her, hmm?”, he questioned as he pried you off him.

You walked off sulking. Why did he wave you off like that? Fortunately, you were still in earshot and so when he stated: “Sorry, gentleman, she tends to get a bit attached in social situations. She doesn’t like being on her own.”

You quickened your pace as you reached a door that lead outside, you needed some fresh air. You weren’t that clingy, were you? Surely not. Yes, you did cuddle into his shoulder every so often but that was only showing your husband affection. You sighed to yourself as you elegantly glided back into the ballroom.

As you avoided his gaze all night, he had finally had enough and decided that it was time for the both of you to go to your manor. He looked furious in the carriage as did you. Once you had arrived home, you walked hastily in through the entrance. “Darling.”, Anthony called out quietly. You turned around. “Hmm?”, you said bitterly. “What’s wrong?”, he asked cluelessly. You rolled your eyes as you went upstairs to your joint bedroom and took off your corset before pulling the covers over yourself.

Anthony followed shortly after and you turned your back to him. He moved his calloused hands to hold you but you shook his steady grip off of you. He huffed in defeat.

It was finally time for breakfast. You made sure to eat fast to avoid your husband. As you got up from your chair to leave, Anthony needily grabbed your wrist. “Please.”, he said quietly. “Tell me what is wrong.”, he stated as he gazed at you with soft eyes. You glared at him before snatching your wrist back.

You were writing in your diary when you noticed that Anthony was at the doorway. “Please. Dont avoid me. How am I meant to be a better husband if you don’t tell me what I have done wrong?”, he questioned in one breath. You sighed as you finally made eye contact with him. “For a start, don’t call me attached and clingy.”, you said with venom in your tone.

“Dear.”, he gently touched your fingers. “I didn’t mean it like that. I love your attention, I promise. It just makes it hard to focus when I’m trying to make some business trades.”, he stated as he looked at you pleadingly. “And it doesn’t make a man look like a powerful business man when I’m drooling over you.”, he finished. He stared deeply into your eyes before passionately attaching his lips to yours and slipping his tongue in between yours.

You pulled away. “Beg for me.”, you whispered. He slowly got down onto his knees and looked up at you with those sweet brown eyes. “Can I touch you, my Lady?”, he asked as he maintained eye contact. “Yes.”, you simply stated. He worked on undoing your corset. Once you see naked, Anthony robe his tongue across your hard nipples before gently sucking them. He then kissed down from your breasts to your pussy.

He glanced up at you with hungry eyes, asking you for permission. You nodded and he pushed two fingers into your wet core. You sighed quietly. He moved them in and out at a fast pace. You stifled your moans with a pillow. “Darling, let me hear your moans, please.”, he practically begged. He felt himself get hard as he heard your whimpering.

He then added his tongue and expertly moved his to gun across your slick folds. “So good, Tony.”, you moaned. As you reached your climax, Anthony took off his trousers and you greedily took in the length of his cock. Obviously you had seen it before but you were shocked every time you were shocked at the sheer size of it.

He lined himself up with you and you felt the pre-cum drop off his cock. You grinded your hips into the air at the feel of it. “Can I?”, he asked. You nodded and he rocked his cock in and out of you. He moaned at your tightness. “Good girl.”, he sighed contentedly. He moaned as euphoria came over him and you followed him shortly after. “Anthony, you were so good. I need to see you on your knees again soon.”, you said as you rolled on top of him and kissed him.

#anthony bridgerton #anthony bridgerton x reader #anthony bridgerton x you #anthony bridgerton x female reader #anthony bridgerton imagine #bridgerton #bridgerton x reader #bridgerton imagine #bridgerton x female reader #bridgerton x you #bridgerton x y/n #bridgerton oneshot #fem!reader

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i’m the one with an irregular heartbeat

denny duquette x grey, pregnant, fem!reader

summary: you worry about the effects of carrying a patient’s baby but denny reassures you

warnings: pregnancy, mentions of abortion

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You forced the eggs that your sister, Meredith, had cooked down your throat. She wasn’t the best cook. You sighed to yourself, you’d found yourself feeling nauseous lately.

Suddenly you felt your eggs coming back up and ran to the closest bathroom. Meredith heard you sprint out and hastily followed you. “You okay?”, she asked as she held your hair back whilst you retched over the toilet. “Yeah. It’s probably just food poisoning from those eggs.”, you joked. Meredith glared at you. “I am not a bad cook!”, she defended. “Then why am I throwing up after I ate them?”, you questioned teasingly. “I don’t know, there could be many causes for that. You should know that as a doctor, Y/N.”, she said as she glanced at you. “Like pregnancy, for example.”, she added as she watched you scrunch your eyebrows.

“Please… as if I’m pregnant.”, you chuckled quietly to yourself. Meredith just gave you a pointed look. “Have you had sex recently?”, she asked. “Right, whatever, I have to go to work.”, you ignored her questioning and rolled your eyes. She walked after you. “I’ll take you.”, she offered. You knew she was going to use this as a chance to find out more information but you didn’t mind having a ride and so you accepted.

As Meredith finally parked the car, you picked up your pace to avoid more of her annoying questions that she had been asking you on the way here. Bailey had assigned you to rounds yet your current priority was finding the pregnancy tests.

You gently closed the door behind you as you entered a supply closet. You glanced around the shelves, hoping for some indication of where one could be. There had to be some in a hospital surely. You were rifling through all the boxes you could find when you heard someone open the door.

“Oh, um, hey Y/N.”, Alex mumbled. “Oh, hi.”, you replied awkwardly. “Why are you in here? Aren’t you meant to be doing rounds?”, Alex asked as he rustled around the boxes. “Yeah. I’m just here… what are you doing here?”, you decided to redirect the conversation. “I’m looking for some supplies for a patient. So, what are you actually looking for because there’s a bunch of boxes all over the place in here?”, he questioned as he looked around the messy closet. “Okay, fine. I’m looking for a pregnancy test. Do you know where I can find one? Also, please don’t tell anyone!”, you said in one breath.

“Oh.”, Alex muttered. “Yeah, I don’t think they’re in here. Do you want me to go and fetch you one? Then they won’t know who it’s for.”, he kindly responded. “That would be amazing. Thank you, Alex.”, you smiled at him softly.

Five minutes later, Alex returned with three pregnancy tests. “Thank you so much!”, you hugged him. “How can I repay you?”, you asked. “Do all my charts for the next two weeks.”, he stated as he smirked at you. “Fine.”, you rolled your eyes with annoyance. “You can’t tell anyone about this though.”, you added. “I promise I won’t.”, he said genuinely.

“Do you want me to like wait with you whilst you do it or-“, he asked quietly as he walked to the bathroom with you. “If that’s okay with you. You have work to do, do you not though?”, you reciprocated. “Yeah but it’s not much. Everyone else is busy doing important things and you look like you need someone to be here with you.”, he replied honestly and sweetly. Alex had a soft spot for you. He was like a brother that you never had. He acted like he was hard-core but really he was a teddy bear beneath the disguise.

You quickly went into the toilet stall and took all of the tests and you had snuck them back out into the supply closet as you wanted Alex to look at it for you but he couldn’t really go into the toilets or do it in the middle of the corridor. “The timer is up.”, Alex said to you. “Can you look?”, you quietly spoke. “Sure.”

Alex rapidly flipped them all over and you could faintly see the plus sign on them all. “Shit.”, you muttered to yourself. You abruptly broke down into tears and Alex pulled you into him. “You’ll be okay.”, he said into your hair. His pager went off. “911.”, he said out loud. “Sorry, Y/N. They need me in the pit. Will you be okay up here?”, he glanced at you with concern. “Yeah, go.”, you said and he looked at you sadly before going.

You knew that Denny Duquette was the father. You hadn’t slept with anyone else recently. You couldn’t believe this. Ellis Grey’s daughter was pregnant with a patient’s baby. You wandered up to Denny’s room, you couldn’t keep this a secret, you’d die from guilt. As you made your way up in the elevator, Meredith just so happened to walk in. “How are you? I haven’t seen you since this morning.”, she asked. “I’m fine.”, you replied as you avoided eye contact. She sighed as she looked at you. You finally looked her in the eyes. “I’m pregnant.”, you said as tears blurred your vision.

Fortunately, it was only the two of you in the elevator. She took you into her arms carefully. You and Mer had always been especially close due to your little age gap. Now you were full on sobbing as you glanced at her regretfully. “The father is a patient, Mer!”, you whispered angrily. She stared at you. “Who?”, she asked cautiously. “Denny.”, you simply stated. “This is so bad, Mer. Imagine what people will say when they find out that Ellis Grey’s daughter is pregnant with a patient’s child.”, you added as more tears streamed down your cheeks.

“It will be okay, Y/N. You don’t have to keep it nor do you have to make that choice now.”, she calmed you as she held you in her arms. “I do think you should tell Denny though. He deserves to know. I’m sure he’ll be happy.”, she stated. You huffed as the elevator came to a halt at the level Denny was staying at. “See you.”, you said as you sniffled lightly. She gently smiled at you.

You purposely walked slower than usual to save yourself some time to think of how to announce this. You were shocked, you and Denny had only had sex once. Before long, you had arrived outside of his room. He saw you and waved you in and smirked at you charmingly as he pulled you closer to him. He noticed your nervousness as you okayed with your fingers. “What’s wrong, baby?”, he questioned as he took your hands and pulled you against his chest where he could feel your pounding heart. “You know that I’m the one with an irregular heartbeat, right?”, he said playfully, hoping to calm you down. You closed the blinds and the door. “Denny… I’m pregnant.”, you blurted out.

“Really?”, he asked excitedly. “Yeah.”, you answered. “Is that a good or bad thing?”, he looked at you tenderly. “I’m not sure yet.”, you said. “Okay.”, he replied. “I don’t mind what you choose, Y/N. You can keep it or not. I don’t mind as long as I have you.”, he smiled cheekily at you as he kissed your lips lovingly.

#denny duquette #denny duquette x reader #greys anatomy #greys anatomy x reader #greys anatomy imagine #greys abc #fem!reader

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could you write a peeta x reader, where they’re best friends but reader is secretly in love with peeta and writes about him and her thoughts in her journal that she hides but peeta finds it by accident and reads then it turns spicy and ends up with peeta eating her out

hunger

peeta mellark x fem!reader

summary: your best friend, peeta, finds your journal and reads everything you’ve wrote about him…

warnings: praise kink, cunnilingus, fingering, orgasm

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As you walked home from a long and tiring school day, you couldn’t help but gaze into the well-known bakery to see the blonde boy. He was your best friend but over time you had developed some different feelings for him that were shared in your diary. You saw the stocky blue-eyed boy through the window and watched intently as he ploughed the dough delicately with his calloused yet gentle hands.

You quickly hurried past as you didn’t want to be seen by anyone, especially not by his mother. Unlocking the door, you saw your mum’s note on the fridge which said that her and your dad were out for the night. You figured you could write some more things in your journal. You wrote about how experienced Peeta’s hands were and how good they would feel curling up into the depths of your pussy. You also couldn’t help but let your mind stray to the idea of his tongue destroying your insides. You sighed contentedly as you imagined it.

Suddenly, you heard a rapt knock against the oak door. You rushed down the stairs and looked through the peep hole. Of course it had to be Peeta. “Oh, hey.”, you greeted him politely. “Hi, Y/N.”, he reciprocated. “What are you doing here?”, you asked curiously. “I thought I saw you walking home and I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?”, he questioned gently. “Yeah, of course, come in.”, you opened the door wider to let him in.

“Do you want to go to my room? We can find something to do up there.”, you said as you glanced at him. “Sure. I’ll do whatever.”, he replied as he nodded his head. You guided him into your room (even though he knew the way). “Peeta, I’m just going to use the bathroom a minute.”, you yelled as you left your room. You left your diary open on that page, you hadn’t realised though.

As you waltzed back in, you noticed that Peeta was hunched over your desk, as if he was reading something…

Then it clicked. Shit, you thought. “What are you reading?”, you tried to ask casually as your cheeks were set ablaze with embarrassment. “Is this your journal?”, he questioned, still reading it. “Uhm, yes.”, you answered. “I like it.”, he stated. He turned to look at you with an expression you’d never seen before. “I loved the part where you imagined my fingers and tongue deep inside you the most.”, he added as he smirked pridefully.

You avoided his eye contact at all costs. He softly grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him. “Do you want to make that a reality? Only if that’s okay with you, of course.”, he said as he stared at you. You only gazed at him in response. “I need an answer, baby.”, he said. “Yes. Please curl your fingers and tongue deep into my pussy.”, you begged. His lips curled upwards.

He pressed his lips passionately against yours and you hastily kissed back as you felt a fire set alight inside of you. You needed more of him and he knew that. He attached his lips to your neck and slowly made his way down to where you needed him the most. “Are you sure you’re ready?”, he asked. “Yes.”, you simply replied.

He softly inserted a finger and then after a minute added another and then another until you were stretched out and wet. “Fuck.”, you muttered. Peeta then opened his mouth and placed his tongue in between your folds and began kitten licking them. You grinded against him needily. He pumped his fingers in and out as he licked your pussy up and down. You moaned out. You were thankful your parents were currently out.

“Good girl.”, he huffed as he thrusted his fingers faster. The praise made your hips buckle slightly and you could feel your high coming. “Such a good girl.”, he muttered into you. He could tell you would come undone any moment now. His fingers quickened and soon you felt yourself snap. Peeta picked up every drop. He then came up from between your legs and kissed you gently. “Well done.”, he whispered and smiled.

#peeta mellark #peeta mellark x reader #peeta mellark x you #peeta mellark imagine #peeta mellark x fem!reader #the hunger games #the hunger games x reader #the hunger games x you #the hunger games x y/n #the hunger games imagine #thg #thg x reader #thg x you #thg fanfiction #thg peeta #fem!reader

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flashback

anthony bridgerton x pregnant, wife, fem!reader

summary: your son gets stung by a bee and anthony is reminded of his father

warnings: mentions of death, panic attack, pregnancy

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It was the perfect afternoon; sunny and peaceful. You were sat outside with your husband, Anthony, watching over your son and daughter. Your daughter was making daisy chains and your son was wandering around your large gardens and messing around. Turning slightly, you stared at Anthony, he looked so pleased that you couldn’t help but let your lips curl upwards.

Anthony could feel your eyes on him and so he turned towards you and hungrily kissed your lips. As you pulled away, you said: “Tony, it is such a wonderful day.”

He tilted his head to look at your children who were laughing to themselves. He then glanced down at your growing stomach with a proud smirk in his face. You rolled your eyes at his antics. He looked at you with lust and you couldn’t help but feel slightly weak at the knees. You sighed contentedly as his lips moulded into yours perfectly.

He slipped his tongue into your mouth hastily and you moaned into his mouth.

You instantly pulled away as you heard your son crying. “Arthur!”, you yelled as you ran over to examine him. “What happened, sweetheart?”, you asked softly as you grazed over his little body. He pointed towards a bee and then to his arm. You moved to look at Anthony and you saw fear cross his features. “Let me see.”, he dragged Arthur towards him. “Ow!”, Arthur yelled as he was dragged. Anthony’s breathing was slightly uneven as he analysed the sting.

“Okay, it’s fine.”, he stated, mostly to himself. You knew of how Edmund had passed and you understood Anthony’s approach to the situation. “Arthur, let’s take you inside, shall we? You can have some chocolate.”, you said as you gently took your son’s hand. “Watch over Bianca whilst I’m inside, I’ll come back in a minute, my love.”, you eased your husband.

You left Arthur with one of your maids and quickly made your way outside again where you saw Anthony pacing and muttering to himself. You walked over rapidly and grabbed his wrist. “You’re okay, our son’s fine.”, you muttered to him as you raked your hands through his groomed hair. He melted into your touch as he grabbed your waist and held you tightly. Tears fell down his cheeks and you made sure to wipe them. “It’s okay, my love. Breathe with me, Tony.”, you guided him and he did as instructed.

He eventually calmed down in your arms and you called your daughter over. “Let’s head in.”, you smiled down at her. Anthony took your hand and Bianca’s and lead you both in where you checked on Arthur. He was fine but he gladly accepted the gifts you offered him. Anthony sat beside him and kissed his head fatherly.

#anthony bridgerton #anthony bridgerton x reader #anthony bridgerton x you #anthony bridgerton imagine #anthony bridgerton x female reader #bridgerton #bridgerton x reader #bridgerton imagine #bridgerton x y/n #bridgerton x you #bridgerton x female reader #fem!reader

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loss

klaus mikaelson x pregnant, fem!reader

summary: after an altercation between klaus and some werewolves, you lose you and klaus’ baby that he has grown to accept

warnings: miscarriage, death, pregnancy, torture, self-blame

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Klaus had been arguing with several packs of werewolves for a few months now but you didn’t think it was so deep as for them to come after you and use you as leverage.

You were currently four months pregnant but you still didn’t carry a bump. You were so thankful, otherwise the werewolves would have killed you long before now. However, you were still worried for your baby as even stress could lead to a miscarriage.

As you sat against the wall, you let a few tears stream down your face, hoping for Klaus to hurry up and save you. Chains around your legs and arms allowed you freedom of a metre. You glanced down at your stomach worryingly. The alpha of the pack walked in dramatically. “Tell me where he is.”, he roared threateningly. “I’m sorry, I don’t know where he is.”, you said quietly. “Tell me!”, he repeated as he crouched down and grabbed your chin. “He doesn’t tell me where he goes.”, you mumbled softly.

“Thomas, get the chains.”, he ordered. “I will get the information out of you.”, he whispered to you aggressively. “I don’t have any information to give.”, you spat back at him viciously. The guy named Thomas came over and handed him some chains. “Stand up.”, he commanded. You shakily rose to your feet. “Last chance.”, he stated.

After a moment of silence, he began hitting you with the chain with such violence that you instantly began to bleed. You weren’t supernatural or anything special, you were only a human. You cried out as tears slid down your cheeks at an intense rate. “Hmm.”, he muttered after a couple of minutes. “Maybe you were telling the truth.”

You passed out.

Abruptly, your eyes opens and your eyes instantly flickered down to the red blood between your legs. Shit, you thought. You glanced around and once you as no one, you lifted up your sundress. “Shit. Shit. Shit.”, you muttered. Anger seized you and you began hitting the chains around you. You then just started overwhelmingly sobbing.

You had tired yourself out and your eyes automatically closed. Suddenly, you were awoken by the sound of murder. Your eyes lazily adjusted to the light and you saw a man around Klaus’ height. You hoped it was Klaus but you couldn’t really tell as you were lightheaded and your vision was blurry as a result from the blood loss.

You felt the man gently pick you up and you looked up and saw Klaus. You smiled tiredly. He glanced down at you and softly stroked your hair. You fell asleep in Klaus’ stable hold and before long, you were resting on Klaus’ bed.

As you regained control, you confessed: “I lost the baby, Klaus.”

He looked at you sadly. “I know. I couldn’t hear the heartbeat.”, he stated as he walked over to you. “I’m so sorry.”, you said as you broke down once he sat beside you. He just let you sob into his arms. “I should be the one saying sorry. I was the reason why they came to get you and even when they did have you I should have found you quicker.”, he said. You noticed a few tears silently cascade down his cheek but didn’t mention it.

“Klaus…”, you responded. “I didn’t mean to.”, you continued. “I know, love.”, he pulled you onto his lap. “It’s not your fault, love. We can try for a baby again, if you would like. Whenever you’re ready, of course.”, he soothed your worries as he massaged your back.

#klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaelson x y/n #klaus mikaelson imagine #klaus mikaelson one shot #tvdu #tvdu fanfiction #tvdu x reader #tvdu imagines #the originals #the originals x reader #the originals imagine

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allure

damon salvatore x shy, fem!reader

summary: amidst a bustling atmosphere, the one thing that catches damon’s eye is the silent girl

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Damon sat down beside Alaric as he ordered bourbon. “Hello, Ric.”, he said with his signature smirk. “What do you want now?”, Alaric asked with an annoyed expression. “Can I not spend some time with my friend?”, Damon questioned as he pouted like a baby. Alaric fake laughed. “Whatever.”

Gazing around the grill, Damon’s eyes strayed over to a veer corner where he noticed you with Elena and Bonnie. He watched as you laughed along with them but you remained quiet. He couldn’t move his eyes away from you. He was captivated by you. He was curious about you. Alaric moved his hand in front of his vision to distract him. “Hello?”, he asked dramatically.

“Hello. Move your hand.”, Damon muttered with venom laced in his tone. Ric followed his eye-line and saw you. “Damon, she is far too innocent to have to suffer with the presence of Damon Salvatore.”

“Hmm, we’ll find out.”, he mumbled as he smirked to himself. He gulped down his bourbon and elegantly made his way over to your table. “Hello, ladies.”, he said as he sat in the empty seat which was fortunately next to you.

“What do you want?”, Bonnie asked protectively. “Relax. I was just wondering why I haven’t seen her around before.”, he pointed to you. Your cheeks flushed. “Umm, Damon she’s been here for like her whole life.”, Elena rolled her eyes. “You’re just too arrogant to notice her.”, she added. “What’s your name?”, he turned to look at you. You were stunned by his eyes that were the perfect shade of ocean blue and the way his eyes crinkled as he smirked at you. No man had ever looked at you in such a way. “Y/N.”, you simply answered.

“A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”, Damon replied charmingly. “Damon, can you leave us alone now?”, Elena mumbled angrily. Bonnie nodded in agreement. You didn’t understand why they disliked Damon so much like obviously he could be very irritating but he was tolerable and he was nice to talk to.

“Well, I’d better get a move on since some people don’t want me here.”, he glared at Bonnie and Elena. He smiled at you. “Can I give you a call later?”, he asked softly. “Yeah, sure.”, you answered automatically.

It was currently six in the afternoon and your phone started buzzing. You looked at the screen and saw Damon’s contact flashing across it. You decided to pick up. “Hey, Y/N.”, he said. “Hi.”

“Would you like to go to the grill with me? I’m bored and I know you already went today but…”, he continued. “It’s fine, I’ll be on my way.”, you ended the call as you freshened yourself up before leaving a note on the fridge telling your parents where you were.

You cautiously walked into the grill and you saw Damon waving you over. “How are you?”, he asked. “Fine, what about you?”, you reciprocated after ordering a Diet Coke. “Great.”, he answered. “Do you know what I like about you?”, he questioned as he gazed into your eyes. “I love how quiet you are. It’s so alluring.”, he added with a genuine expression. You smiled at him. “Really?”, you asked. “Yes, why would I make that up?”

“I don’t know, I’m just used to being picked on for how quiet I am, to be honest.”, you stated as you played with your fingers, avoiding his intense eyes. “Don’t feel like that. That’s what makes you… you.”, he said. “I never thought someone like you could be so wise.”, you responded. “Well… I am over a hundred years old so you could say I’ve gained some experience.”, he smirked at you. “Fair enough.”, you simply stated as you proceeded to talk with him for another hour.

#damon salvatore #damon salvatore x reader #damon salvatore x y/n #damon salvatore x female reader #damon salvatore imagine #the vampire diaries #the vampire diares imagine #tvdu #tvdu x reader #tvdu fanfiction #tvdu imagines #tvd x reader #tvd x you #tvd fanfiction #fem!reader

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welcome to the glade

minho x shy, fem!reader

summary: you struggle with adapting to the glade especially with being the only girl but a shank with great hair helps you out

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Abruptly, your eyes flickered opened as you took in your surroundings. You were in a rusty metal elevator with some sort of animal in you assumed from the noises you could hear somewhere beside you. Your breathing picked up as you had no clue where you were or why you were here. Tears pricked your eyes. You closed your eyes as you tried to wash them away. You took some deep breaths as silent tears trickled down your cheeks.

Bang. The elevator or whatever it was had hit something.

The roof of the box opened and you hastily shut your eyes as sunlight reached them. Whilst your eyes slowly adjusted to the light, you noticed about fifty adolescent boys staring down at you. You backed up into a corner, wanting to hide from the unwanted attention. Thud. You slowly glanced up and saw an older boy watching you curiously.

He had sticky-up black hair that was perfectly styled. You didn’t know how it looked like that… surely they wouldn’t have hair products here. You gazed at his toned muscles and finally his well-structured face. He was so pretty. You fought to hide the blush creeping up your face.

He dropped down to his knees gracefully. “Hey.”, he whispered cautiously to you. You simply stared at him. “You need to get out of here. I promise it’s way nicer out there than in here. Well… except for the annoying teenage boys.”, he stated playfully. He held out his hand for you to take. You grabbed his hand as he hoisted you up and helped you out of the metal box.

Once you were out, you quickly looked around at the field and you couldn’t help but stare at the boundless walls that seemed to cover the whole community. You then realised all the boys were looking you up and down like a hungry predator and you kept your eyes to the ground. The boy in front of you glared at the others who were looking at you.

You’d come to a halt. An older looking guy walked up to you with a hint of confusion set in his eyes. “A girl?”, he asked to the boy beside you. “Yeah, there wasn’t a note or anything.”, he responded. “Hmm, okay.”, he replied. “I’m Alby and I’m the leader around here and that’s Minho.”, he paused as he pointed next to you. “He’s the keeper of the runners.”, he added. You didn’t know what a ‘runner’ was but you just nodded your head along anyway.

“Minho, you can go now, I’ll show her around.”, he dismissed Minho. The young man named Alby guided you around the ‘Glade’ was what he had said it was called. You found out that for now you’d be sleeping in your own room away from all the boys. You were happy about that at least. He’d also mentioned that everyone here had a job today and tomorrow you’d be starting your trials to see which one you’d be the best at.

That was yesterday. You were currently gardening with a sweet boy named ‘Newt’. You had been worried about starting the job but it turned out that your mind was making it seem worse than it was.

Before long, Minho walked towards you both and called you over for lunch. You sat next to Minho as he was probably the person you had talked to the most except for Alby. “How was being a track-hoe?”, he asked. “It was okay.”, you simply stated. He gazed at you. “Do you know what job you’re trialing tomorrow?”, he questioned softly. “Mhm, I’m going to cook tomorrow.”, you answered. “Cool.”, he said in response.

“What job do you have? A runner, was it? What’s that?”, you asked as you suddenly remembered. “I don’t think I’m meant to tell you this yet but what they don’t know can’t hurt.”, he paused. “Have you noticed the massive walls? Well, of course you have, who hasn’t?”, he chuckled lowly. You nodded. “There’s a maze out there and it’s my job to run into it every day and try to find a way out of here.”, he stated with a proud look on his face.

“There’s a maze?”, you repeated in shock. “Mhm. My job is pretty dangerous but I’m quite strong and fast so I’m fine.”, he said cockily. Your cheeks blazed. “You’re very quiet.”, he observed. This caused your cheeks to set on fire. “I know.”, you muttered. “I like it though. I need someone to talk to and just have them listen.”, he confessed honestly.

#minho #minho x reader #minho x you #minho imagines #minho maze runner #tmr minho #the maze runner #maze runner #maze runner x reader #the maze runner x reader #the maze runner x you #tmr #tmr x reader #tmr imagine #fem!reader

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hey! so i had this idea where it’s Peeta x reader and they take a bath together. yknow just pure fluff and they take care of each other

close

peeta mellark x fem!reader

summary: you and peeta share a peaceful moment in the bath

warnings: nudity

A/N- this is post-mockingjay by the way

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You cautiously stripped yourself of your clothing before stepping into the bath where Peeta was waiting for you. You sat in between his legs with your back pressed against his chest. Peeta pulled you closer to him. You both loved physical touch as it would remind you that you weren’t alone. It especially helped after your games.

Peeta sighed contentedly as he gently massaged your shoulders where he knew you enjoyed it. As you turned to look at him, you noticed the peaceful gaze in his blue eyes and smiled at him. You loved moments like this, when it was just the two of you intimately bonding. You reached over to place your hands in his blonde hair.

He softly kissed your lips as he lifted you onto his lap. He poured some body wash into his hands and began rubbing it onto your skin. Once he was finished, you took the bottle from him and placed it on him as you stroked it onto him.

This was a weekly thing that you and Peeta did as you both truly felt at peace.

Peeta then playfully splashed some water on you. You gave him a death stare as you pushed a massive wave of water towards him. He chuckled as you were always so dramatic but he loved it. You sprayed some at his face and he ducked your head under the water, careful not to make you swallow any.

You ripped your head up from below the surface and pushed his head down below the water but he brought you down with him. Instead of fighting, you joyously pecked his lips as he passionately kissed you back before you had to get out of the water for oxygen.

Once you were both washed, you stepped out of the bath and Peeta handed you a towel as he had gotten out before you and was already wrapped up in one. You dried yourself and got yourself a robe as you headed to your shared bedroom. Peeta was waiting for you on the bed. He put on a movie and you curled up beside him. Before long, you were fast asleep. Peeta smiled down at your sleeping form before he too was taken by sleep.

#peeta mellark #peeta mellark x reader #peeta mellark x you #peeta mellark imagine #peeta mellark x fem!reader #the hunger games #the hunger games x reader #the hunger games imagine #the hunger games x you #the hunger games x y/n #thg #thg x reader #thg x you #thg fanfiction #thg peeta #fem!reader

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i’ve got you

finnick odair x fem!reader

summary: you go with finnick to help katniss and the mockingjay squad but you begin to regret it as you realise you could lose the one thing keeping you grounded

warnings: mention of death, panic attack

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You placed your backpack down before you sat down as you felt the cool metal through your hands. The rigid material was not comfortable but it would have to do. You supposed this was what one could expect if they were to aid the rebellion. Rustling through your bag, you heard sos,one plop down beside you. You turned around and saw your boyfriend, Finnick, who smiled at you cutely. His dimples were creased and his eyes were glistening in the low-lighting of the underground and you couldn’t help but stare. He wasn’t called the ‘Capitol darling’ for no reason.

You waved at him like a child who didn’t know they were in a war. He let out a low chuckle. “How are you feeling, baby?”, he gently asked you. “Tired.”, you muttered quietly as you rested your head against his shoulder which was conveniently padded with his uniform. “Me too.”, he yawned to emphasise his point. “Are you ready for tomorrow?”, he questioned as he looked down at you, careful not to move his shoulder. “Not really.”, you mumbled into his shoulder. “Will I have to give you a piggyback around?”, he joked teasingly. “Yeah, I’d love that actually. Can we just do that every day from now on?”, you said playfully. “No. I need to keep my muscles fresh. Sorry!”, he stated confidently. “What muscles?”, you asked as you squeezed his massive bicep. He laughed. “I’m joking, they’re huge.”, you stated.

He smirked down at you in victory. You loved his biceps and he knew that.

You glanced up at him before asking, in a softer tone: “What if I lose you?”

“Hmm?”, he mumbled, not hearing you. “What if I lose you or you lose me?”, you questioned cautiously. “I won’t lose you, I’ll protect you. Darling, you’re my number one priority.”, he said, not elaborating on the first part. “What if I lose you?”, you repeated, more clearly this time. “You won’t lose me. Why would you?”, he reciprocated. “Finn, I can’t lose you. I couldn’t live with out you. You’re the only reason I’m still here, Finnick.”, your breathing picked up as you imagined a life with out him.

“You won’t lose me.”, he repeated with certainty in his tone. “You’ll probably pull out some stupid hero move. Finnick, you can’t risk it because that’s just selfish, okay?!”, you questioned in one breath. Your vision had started to get blurry and your heart rate had picked up. He looked down at you and noticed your state. He moved in front of you. “Baby.”, he cupped your cheeks. “You won’t lose me, okay? I won’t leave you. I would never do that to you.”, he replied to your worries. “Okay.”, you answered, trying to focus on your laboured breathing.

“Follow my breathing, baby.”, he guided you, telling you to “breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth.”

“I’ve got you, baby girl.”, he added as he took your hands into his. You gazed into his sea-green eyes as you kissed his slightly chapped lips. He’d usually have chapped lips, it was one of the side effects of living by the beach. You took in his scent: a mixture of freeing sand and captivating cologne. He instantly kissed you back, loving the feeling of your lips against each others. Your lips were moulded for each other. You were now out of breath for a completely different reason to before.

Finnick had his hands placed softly around your waist whilst yours laid happily in his hair. You sighed contentedly into the kiss as you gently ruffled his fluffy hair. You felt his lips curl upwards against yours, causing yours to do the same. After a long minute, you had to pull away to take in some oxygen but it was a lasting kiss.

Finnick pecked your forehead as he hoisted you onto his lap. “We need to get some sleep, baby girl.”, he mumbled into your hair as you made yourself comfortable on his legs. “I love you to the bottom of the ocean and from the depth of my heart.”, he stated charmingly. “I love you, Finn, so much.”, you pulled him as close to yourself as you could.

#finnick odair #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair x you #finnick odair imagine #finnick x reader #finnick x you #finnick x y/n #finnick imagine #finnick fanfic #finnick oneshot #thg finnick #hunger games finnick #the hunger games #the hunger games x reader #the hunger games imagine #the hunger games x y/n #the hunger games x you #fem!reader

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could you do an Anakin x reader, where after Anakin has a nightmare he goes to the reader for comfort?

nightmares

anakin skywalker x jedi, wife, fem!reader

summary: anakin comes to you after he has a nightmare about losing you

warnings: nightmare, mentions of death

A/N- this is so short

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It was three in the morning when you were awoken by intense and laboured breathing beside you. It was your husband, Anakin, having a nightmare. He tended to suffer with them and you’d have to comfort him when he was clingy after them. You didn’t mind though. You shook him to try and wake him up but he was still fast asleep. “Anakin!”, you yelled at his face. He suddenly opened his eyes as he flung himself forward and accidentally hit you in the process.

“Sorry.”, he muttered softly. “What happened, Ani?”, you asked gently as you grabbed his sweaty hand and placed it in yours. “You died. I saw you die in my arms.”, he whispered as he clung to you and silent tears crept down his face. “Ani, I’m very much alive and here. You have nothing to worry about.”, you said in response whilst he breathed in your scent to calm himself down. “Things that happen in my dreams are real. I’ve seen things happen before they’ve happened.”, he stated against your neck.

“I can’t lose you.”, he kissed your neck from where he was snuggled against you. You played with his hair. “You won’t lose me.”

“Just because you’ve dreamt it doesn’t mean it will happen, Ani. You’ve told me most of your dreams and most haven’t come true, you’re just being paranoid. I promise you, I’ll be okay.”, you eased his mind.

For the next month, he kept you in the same room as him and there was not one day that would go by where people wouldn’t see Anakin’s steady grip on your waist or another part of your body. You weren’t meant to even be together but everyone knew you were. Nobody told on you thankfully. They were probably too scared of what Anakin might do to them as if he saw someone staring at you both for too long then he’d shoot them a death stare and they would run off. “I love you.”, he mumbled to your ear as you walked to the training facilities. “I love you too.”, you whispered to him.

#anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker imagine #anakin skywalker x you #anakin skywalker x female reader #star wars #star wars x reader #star wars imagine #star wars x you #star wars x female reader #star wars x y/n #star wars oneshot #fem!reader

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Hey!

Can you make a Mark Sloan fanfic?

Y/n and Mark Sloan are a couple and they are expecting their first child together which they had found out three weeks ago. They were surprised when y/n had found out that she was pregnant but Mark was thrilled about it.

Y/n has started with morning sickness and she was tired of it, every morning she woke up feeling nauseous. Mark felt bad for his girlfriend since she was feeling the way she felt, he was just trying to be there for her.

They have an ultrasound today.

Y/n is working at the hospital as an attending and she is really close friend to Callie Torres who also is pregnant.

Something with Mark just being there for his pregnant girlfriend, and how she falls even more in love with him everyday.

change

mark sloan x pregnant, fem!reader

summary: you’re struggling with the changes you’re undergoing through your pregnancy but mark helps you

warnings: pregnancy

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It was six in the morning currently and you’d yet again been awoken by morning sickness. You hastily walked to the bathroom (your room fortunately had an en-suite bathroom). You grabbed your hair before throwing up in the toilet. A cold hand pressed against your back and took your hair. You leaned against him, you could tell it was Mark by the feel of his hands.

Luckily for you, today you were meant to be at work early so the morning sickness wasn’t wasted. “Get back into bed, baby. I’ll make something for you.”, Mark said as he headed to the kitchen. “You don’t have to, babe.”, you replied but your regretted that when you felt the soft mattress of your bed. “Never mind, please do.”, you shouted to him. He just chuckled.

Mark called you into your spacious kitchen and placed a plate of toast and eggs in front of you. “Thank you.”, you kissed his lips tenderly.

Once you had finished your breakfast, you put something casual on and got in the passenger seat as you waited for Mark. As you messed with the radio trying to find the best station, you heard the car door slam abruptly, indicating that Mark was ready to leave. “Ready?”, he asked you. “Yeah.”, you responded.

“Did you know that I already ordered a crib?”, he questioned. “No… aww that’s so cute, Mark, you’re such a dad.”, you stated as you reached over to squeeze his hand. “I also got some toys, don’t worry they’re gender-neutral.”, he added. “You’re so sweet and thoughtful, Mark!”, you said in a teasing manner but you really meant your words, Mark knew this though despite your mischievous take on it.

Mark helped you it the car after parking, even though you were only twelve weeks pregnant and had no bump at all, he would still insist on helping you the most he could. “I have an ultrasound today, it is at three, can you make it?”, you asked. “I believe I’m in surgery at two and it’s a long one. I’ll try and make it but if not would you be able to print me the photos?”, he questioned kindly.

“I always get the photos anyway, I’ll just go with Callie since she has one booked just before mine.” Mark nodded his head. You were an orthopaedic attending and so you and Callie were quite close, especially now due to you being pregnant at the same time.

Mark let go of your hand as he headed to get changed into his scrubs. You got changed into yours before catching up on your rounds.

Before long, it was two fifty and so you made your way to the OB/GYN ward. Callie walked out. “Hi, how was it?”, you asked sweetly as she sat next to you. “It was great, look at her now.”, she said as you looked at the ultrasound picture. “She? Is that an instinct?”, you questioned. “Yeah. You know I just have that feeling she’s going to be a girl. What about yours?”, she reciprocated. “Hmm, I’m not sure, maybe girl as well actually.”

“Y/N Y/L/N.”, the receptionist called out. “Come on.”, you walked over to a gynaecologist who had just walked out. Turns out it was the one Callie had just had. You lifted up your shirt as the doctor put the cold gel against your stomach. “This will be cold.”, she stated matter-of-factly. She placed the wand against the gel and on the screen you could just make out your baby. You stared in disbelief, you couldn’t believe you and Mark were really having a baby. “Would you be able to print off two sets of the sonogram, please?”, you asked kindly. “My boyfriend’s in surgery right now, so…”, you added, feeling the need to explain yourself.

As you exited the room, you found Mark just walking into the waiting room. “Hey, baby.”, he called you over as he noticed you. “How was it? Did you get the pictures?”, he asked you excitedly. “I’m so sorry I missed it. It was a mandatory surgery that I needed to be in for.”, he explained. “Babe, it’s fine. I work as a surgeon too, you don’t need to explain yourself.”, you kissed him to ease his worries. “Here’s the sonogram.”, you handed him one set of them.

“Aww, I can barely make her out. She’s so little.”, he said. “Do you think our baby is a girl?”

“Hmm?”, he asked, not paying attention to what you asked as he stared at the images. “You said her.”

“Oh, yeah. What do you think she is?”, he questioned. “Me and Callie were just talking about this. I think she’ll also be a girl.”, you stated. “I’m kind of hoping for a girl.”, Mark muttered gently. “You do give me the vibes of a girl dad.”, you joked. He laughed. You stared deeply into his eyes and he pressed a soft kiss to your temple. “I love you.”, you smiled. “I love you and our baby more.”, he replied as he smiled.

#mark sloan #mark sloan x reader #mcsteamy #greys anatomy #greys anatomy x reader #greys anatomy imagine #greys abc #fem!reader

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Hi! I have a king George request!

He saw her one time and from there on he makes sure to be at any event shes at, he starts crushing on her so hard and she becomes his "venus".

So when he has an episode around her she calms him down and they start talking and they kiss for the first time

Cute fluff 😘

Thank uuuuu

venus

king george iii x fem!reader

summary: george takes a liking to you over time and at a ball you help him through an episode

warnings: mental health episodes

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You were currently dancing with a young suitor as you felt eyes lustfully taking your figure in. Turning your head sideways, you noticed the King eagerly awaiting for you by the side.

George was awed by your beauty, he had never seen someone so beautiful. Each time his eyes wanted to stray away, they would just land right back on you. He had been harvesting a liking to you for the past few weeks as he had seen you at many balls and events. At each event you were at, he always stood to the side and analysed your features.

Your suitor had finally gone after the dance had finished and so you elegantly made your way over to the King. Once you had reached him, you curtsied. He bashfully smiled. “Hello, Lady Y/N.”, he welcomed you softly. “Hello, your majesty.”, you responded. “I would ask for a dance but I notice your dance card is full but it does not matter, in fact I never really enjoyed dancing.”, he stated kindly. “Yes, I was never one for dancing either, I’d rather be at the side of the ballroom talking to people like you.”, you replied honestly. “Royalty?”, he joked and chuckled. You laughed slightly.

“Would you like to go outside where it is not so crowded?”, he offered. “Yes, of course.”

George gave you his hand and guided you to a secluded area outside. He gazed up at the sky. “Have you ever watched the stars before?”, he questioned. “No, but I would love to.”, you said. He began pointing out the important stars and explaining their history and the lore behind them. You noticed his hand had started trembling but brushed it off. “You’re like Venus.”, he whispered to you. “You always manage to capture my eyes and my mind.”, he said tentatively to you. He felt his hand tremble and his head. “Would you mind getting Reynolds, please?”, he softly asked.

You hurried off to find Reynolds, you didn’t know what was going on but you weren’t going to ask questions about the King’s health. You found Reynolds beside a carriage. “Reynolds, the King has requested you.”, you walked off hastily with Reynolds behind you. You reached George and saw him speaking to himself and his head twitching. “Is he okay?”, you asked concerned. “Lady Y/N, please return to the ball.”, Reynolds commanded. “No, let her stay if she would like.”, George said. You walked closer to George and grabbed his trembling hands.

“It will be alright, your majesty.”, you stated. “Why don’t you tell me about Venus?”, you added, hoping to distract his mind from whatever was going on. “A rare occurrence is coming. Venus will travel in a single arc and give us a single moment to take precise measurements and we shall know the distance from the Earth to the Sun.”, he said with his voice shaking. He paused. “The transit of Venus it is called. It will be quite a spectacle.”, he stated with a lost look in his eyes. “I’m sure it will, it sounds very intriguing and important for the study of astronomy.”, you mentioned as you noticed his hands had stopped trembling so violently.

Reynolds was stood off to the side, allowing you your moment. His head stopped twitching and he was no longer mumbling incoherent words. Your hands still held his and he tightened his grip on yours. He gazed at you. “I am sorry.”, he said pitifully. “For what?”, you asked. “I am a mad man.”, he turned his eyes to his hands. “George, you are no mad man. I see a kind and funny man.”, you stated genuinely. You looked into his eyes and gently pecked his lips before he kissed back hungrily. “I must head back. I hope to see you in the future, Lady Y/N.”, he kissed your hand gently. You smiled at him and bid your goodbyes.

#king george iii #king george bridgerton #king george x reader #bridgerton #bridgerton x reader #bridgerton oneshot #bridgerton imagine #bridgerton x y/n #bridgerton x you #bridgerton x female reader

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new desires

simon basset x bridgerton, fem!reader

summary: you’re at your mother’s manor for dinner when you notice simon licking his spoon and you get some new thoughts

warnings: cunnilingus, praise kink, expeditionist kink, semi-public sex, fingering, p in v, orgasm, unprotected sex, nudity, breeding kink (maybe)

A/N- this is kind of cringe but it’s fine!!!

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You glanced at the entrance of your childhood home as your carriage pulled to a stop. Simon hastily rose from his seat and gently took your hand as he guided you down the steps. Amidst the buildings around you, the manor blended in as most buildings were large and housed families. However, the manor had a larger garden than most, which is what made it bolder than the others. Simon had a soft hold on your hand as you both entered. “Hello, dearest.”, your mother said cheerfully as she hugged you. “Hello, mother.”, you hugged her back.

She reached over to shake Simon’s hand. “Hello, your grace.”, she stated. He chuckled. “Violet, I have said many times, just call me Simon.”, he responded amusedly. “Alright, Simon.”, she replied. As you and Simon walked into the kitchen, you were suddenly surrounded by Francesca, Gregory and Hyacinth. “Aww, hello.”, you said as you ruffled Gregory’s hair. They all hugged you as Simon watched the interaction from the side. He smiled at you gently as you made eye contact with him once you had pulled away.

Your four other siblings made their way over to you now. Simon made his way to his seat to allow you some privacy and to catch up with your family. “Hello, Y/N, how are you, I haven’t seen you in such a long time?”, Anthony lead the conversation. “I’m doing well, it has been wonderful to have some time to ourselves but I’ve missed you all so much.”, you replied earnestly. “We have all missed you too.”, Daphne added. “Yeah, Anthony has gotten especially annoying ever since you’ve been gone.”, Benedict responded teasingly as he glanced at Anthony. Anthony gave him a death stare in an almost threatening manner.

“Eloise, have you read any new books whilst I’ve been gone?”, you questioned as you had noticed she had yet to speak. “Oh yes, of course. There was one about a man who rose back from the dead to be with his true love.”, she started. For roughly five minutes she was naming and describing the books she had read. “Everyone sit down.”, Violet ordered.

You made your way beside Simon and his lips curved upwards at the sight of you. “Did you have a nice catch up, dear?”, he asked tenderly. “Yes, Eloise was informing me of all the books she has read and Benedict was telling me how annoying Anthony had gotten since I had left.”, you answered. Simon chuckled slightly.

The maids placed down many plates of food so there was a choice for everyone. You all began gathering your food onto your plates. After your main courses, you were quite full but Simon was not. For dessert, the maids served chocolate mousse. As Simon ate it, you couldn’t help but stare. His tongue washed over the spoon with expertise and you could only let your imagination create another situation that his tongue would do that in. Simon seemed to notice you drooling over him. He smirked like he could read your mind.

He even had the nerve to slowly move his hand up to your inner thigh below your ball gown. You could feel a wetness forming quickly. You clenched your thighs together to ease the pressure and to get him away from where you needed him. You couldn’t do this here. He still continued to go up, until he reached your wetness. He began by gently rubbing it, teasing you. You bit your cheeks to hide your moans.

You gazed around the table, checking if anyone had realised that you were in the process of the Duke’s hand curling into your pussy. Your mother seemed to be already watching you intently. You offered her a quick smile before your attention was redirected to Simon plunging his fingers into your wetness. You turned to glare at Simon as you desperately held in your moan. Anthony, who was beside you, gave you a weird look once he noticed your expression and your mother was still watching you strangely.

After a few more minutes of everything finishing their desserts, you were finally able to leave the table and the teasing Simon was putting you through. “Simon and I are going to head upstairs for a bit.”, you waved everyone off as you dragged the Duke upstairs. “I can’t believe you just did that, my mother definitely knew something was going on as did Anthony.”, you muttered aggressively. He only chuckled in response. “You secretly enjoyed it.”, he simply stated. You had no response to that. You couldn’t accept it or deny it.

You only stared at him. “Are you going to finish what you have started or not?”, you asked with an annoyed expression on your face. He got down on his knees. “What are you doing?”, you questioned innocently. “I saw how you were looking at me whilst I licked that spoon.”, he reminded you. You said nothing. He helped you remove your ball gown and undergarments. He began lightly pushing his fingers in and out of your pussy to get slicken you up.

Abruptly, he gently placed his tongue in your slit and ran it up and down it. You moaned at loudly at the new feeling of pleasure. “Good girl.”, he praised you. That only made you more soaked. He started lapping his tongue against your folds, making you cry out slightly. You could feel your high coming. He sped up the pace of his tongue and as you came, he swallowed all of you.

“That was so good, your grace.”, you panted out. “Why have we never tried that before?”, you asked. “I didn’t whether you would want to try or if you’d be opposed to it.”, he stated honestly. He then attached his lips to your neck and bit down gently. You lightly moaned out: “Simon…”

You could feel his hardness against your body and you stared at him as you grabbed his shirt, silently asking him to take it off. He did as you said and threw it off quickly. He kissed you passionately before removing his pants and garments. You pulled him closer to you so you could feel his bulge and he could feel your wetness against his body.

He slowly aligned himself with your entrance and gently pushed his length in. You moaned as you felt his cock inside you. Once you had adjusted to his size, he began to thrust at a faster rate. You and he both moaned. “Well done, my love.” You felt yourself tighten and his cock twitch inside you. You felt yourself come undone as you felt his shoot slide deep into your pussy. “Gosh.”, you painted. You sounded like a dog. He stared at you in admiration as he softly huffed.

It was the next day and you had slept in for obvious reasons. You made your way down for breakfast and noticed Benedict pointing at you and giggling. “Hmm?”, you mumbled. Simon hastily got up towards you and whispered: “It seems that after last night, I left a few marks on you, dear.”, Simon confessed guiltily.

You headed towards the closest bathroom and noticed the massive bruise on your neck from where Simon bit it. “Simon!”, you whisper-yelled. “Sorry.”, he said as he smirked at you. “Do you have a scarf or something?”, you questioned.

You walked back into the dining room with a red scarf around your neck and everyone offers you perplexed looks except the ones who had worked out what had happened, they silently laughed at you.

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[d4yl1ghts]

can you please write a simon basset x reader where reader is a noble but also owns a boutique and designs dresses and is very popular amoung the ton? im thinking he meets her at a ball or something

designer

simon basset x fem!reader

summary: you’re a well-known member of the ton and you own a boutique. what happens when you meet the handsome duke of hastings?

warnings: mentions of alcohol

A/N- i hope this is alright!

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You were stood at the corner of the ballroom that someone from the Ton was hosting. Every so often you would offer smiles to those who noticed you. You were well-known in the Ton, you just didn’t particularly enjoy talking to random people that you’d only ever heard of from random stories. As you glanced around the room, looking for something interesting, your gaze couldn’t help but return to a young man with short hair and a perfectly styled stubble.

Simon could feel someone’s eyes on him and he looked around and saw you focused on him. Once you had realised he’d seen you, you quickly turned to look away. You felt a blush creep onto your cheeks at having been caught staring at the handsome stranger. He elegantly made his way towards you. You took a gulp of your champagne.

“Hello, Lady Y/N.”, he gently kissed your hand. Your cheeks blazed even more. “Why have I not had the pleasure of meeting you yet?”, you questioned. “I’m not quite sure, but it is nice to meet you. I am the Duke of Hastings or as I’d like to be referred to as Simon Basset.”, he stated charmingly. “May I have this dance?”, he asked. You placed your glass on the side. “Of course, your grace.”, you said as you took his hand.

“I have heard that you own a boutique, is that true?”, he asked, glancing down at you. “Yes, I design dresses actually. It is my work but I’d prefer to say it is a hobby.”, you answered as you danced along to the music. “Ah, I do believe that designing would be a hobby. It sounds fun but I have never tried it. Perhaps you could teach me one day?”, he offered. You couldn’t help but notice the fact that he said ‘one day’, would this mean you’d get close to him? “I would love to teach you. Although, it is hard work sometimes.”, you replied.

“Do you think I am swayed by a bit of work?”, he responded in a flirtatious manner. “Of course not, I was just testing you, your grace.”, you stated playfully.

You broke your eyes away from Simon’s figure and noticed many members of the Ton staring at the two of you. This was going to be in Lady Whistledown, you presumed. As the instruments came to a close, the Duke lead you to the side. “Thank you, your grace. I enjoyed that dance very much.”, you curtsied. “I enjoyed it as well. I hope to see you again, Lady Y/N.”, he said honestly. “I am sure you will, Simon. I will probably have to come to many more balls or if not, you have my address I believe?”, you questioned. “Yes, I look forward to seeing you.”

The Duke walked away confidently and was soon out of the doors of the ballroom. You soon followed, there was no point of staying at the ball anyway. As you journeyed back to your manor, you couldn’t help but think of your next meeting of the Duke. He was very indoctrinating, he was all that was in your mind.

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[d4yl1ghts]

I have a Mark Sloan x female reader fanfic

Mark is the chief for a day his friends are a little bit confused and jealous that he is the chief for the day. Mark is together with Meredith grey’s big sister, and she is surprised when her boyfriend is the chief for the day.

Y/n is the head of cardio, everyone loves her and the guys think that she is the hottest attending at the hospital.

Y/n and Mark Sloan has a one year old daughter together.

Something based on the episode when Mark is the chief, and maybe that involves Mark with his daughter and his girlfriend

chief

mark sloan x grey, fem!reader

summary: mark is selected as chief for the day and everyone is shocked that he was chosen

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You were dropping your daughter, Evie, off at daycare for the day as you were head of cardio at Seattle Grace and your boyfriend was head of plastics. “Bye, sweetheart. I’ll pick you up at four, okay?”, you said as you kissed her head. She waved you off and you waved back at her as you drove off.

As you arrived, you didn’t see your boyfriend anywhere. It was like you jinxed it: he came cheerfully strutting down the corridor. “Oh, hey, baby.”, he said seductively. “Did Evie miss not saying goodbye to me today?”, he asked. “You wish. She didn’t even notice.”, you teased. “So, what’s got you so cheery today, hmm?”, you asked. “Well, the chief is off today and they chose me to take over for the day.”, he stated confidently with a smirk on his face. “Oh, well done!”, you said as you rubbed his arm. You wouldn’t say it out loud but you were slightly jealous as Mark could be irresponsible at times but you knew he would still do a good job and you were proud of him.

“Thank you, I have to go and do my chiefly duties, I’ll see you later.”, he kissed your cheek before walking off. Once he had disappeared past the corner, Derek approached you. “What’s he so happy about?”, he asked confused. “He’s been chosen to be chief for today because the chief is off.”, you stated. “Him? Out of everyone?”, he questioned. “Derek, I know he can be annoying and immature sometimes but this is a good opportunity for him, I think he’ll do well at it.”, you said. “Hmm, I guess so. I just wish I’d have a chance to be chief of surgery.”, he replied honestly. “Derek, I’m sure you will. I bet one day you’ll even be chief of surgery.”, you responded.

“I’ve got to go and prepare for a surgery, see you Derek.”, you walked away. Almost by chance, your sister Meredith came walking around the corner and bumped into you. “Sorry, Y/N.”, she said genuinely. “I’ve just seen Mark strutting around like he owns the place, any reason for that? Well, he already acts like he owns the place but…”, she added. “Everyone keeps asking me this, you know you could just ask him yourself.”, you replied. “This way I get to talk to my sister and Mark can be a bit… unbearable sometimes.”, she stated amusedly.

“The chief is off today and selected him to fill in as chief.”, you said. “Oh! Well done to him. I’m shocked that the chief would have chosen him out of everyone though.”, she replied as she looked through her files. “So am I, to be honest. He doesn’t have the best reputation but I’m happy he has a chance to outdo his reputation.”, you shared with her. “Yeah.”, she agreed. As you were about to walk off to get ready for your surgery, Cristina and your half-sister Lexie walked over in your direction. “I bet they’re going to be asking me about Mark as well.”, you sighed frustratedly. Meredith laughed at your over dramatic action.

“Hey, Y/N.”, Lexie said. “Hi, Lex and Cristina.”, you welcomed the two of them. “Are you also here to ask why Mark is so happy today?”, you questioned. “No, actually, but why is he so happy today?”, Cristina reciprocated. “He’s been selected as chief for the day.”, you repeated for like the fifth time today and you’d only been here for half an hour. Cristina’s jaw dropped wide open. You laughed at her expression as did Lexie and Meredith. “If you have a problem with it ask the chief when he’s back in.”, you said to her. “Okay, I have to prepare for surgery, bye!”, you ran off as Cristina looked ready to kill you. Your sisters laughed at your antics whilst Cristina was fuming.

It was now quarter to four and so you were getting ready to leave to pick your daughter up. “Hey, baby.”, Mark whispered. “Where did you come from?”, you asked. “The chief is back so I was wondering if you want me to pick up Evie with you because I don’t have anymore surgeries or consultations to do.”, he stated as he smiled down at you. “Of course.”, you smiled as you reached up to him for a kiss.

Mark offered to drive and you gladly let him. Soon, you arrived at the daycare and the both of you went to meet Evie. “Daddy!”, she screamed as she noticed Mark smiling at her. She only knew a few words but obviously ‘daddy’ was one of them. She waddled towards him and he picked her up. “Hi, gorgeous.”, he said to her as she nuzzled into him for warmth. He let her rest on him as he took her to the car. He strapped her in the back carefully, making sure it was safe.

Once you had began driving off, you said to Mark: “You were such a good chief, honey.”

“But you’re an even better dad.”, you added as he smiled to himself.

“You’re an even better mum.”, he said as he looked over at you quickly before turning back to the road.

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[d4yl1ghts]

ok so, i’m such a Peeta girlie so i’m honestly constantly daydreaming about him so i have so many writing ideas, but here’s my favorite idea from today, so modern au where Peeta and reader are teenagers and best friends (basically attached at the hip) and over the summer, they get like one of those crappy, cute kids camera with the bad quality and take photos documenting their summer. but over the summer, they start falling for each other. but they have moments like sneaking out at night to do either adorable stuff like watching the stars or random stuff like late night drives where they sit in the truck and talk while eating fast food. LIKE I NEED THIS SO BAD!!!! but please, i beg cause i love your writing-

summer love

peeta mellark x fem!reader

summary: it’s finally summer and so you can spend as much time with your best friend, peeta, as possible but what happens when you begin to catch feelings for him and he for you?

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It was the first week of the summer holidays and today you had arranged to meet Peeta to go on a picnic in this gorgeous field by a river. As you walked over to a flat spot beside the river and placed a blanket and your food down, you failed to notice Peeta coming up behind you. He grabbed your sides and started tickling you. You screamed in response and then started laughing and hitting him.

“Look what I brought, Y/N.”, he showed off his polaroid camera. “That’s such a good idea! I love you so much!”, you stated as you hugged him. You meant this platonically right now, but in a few weeks everything would change. He began unpacking his food from his backpack. “Shall we take a photo?”, he offered. “Sure.”, you smiled and so did he as you heard the camera click. It automatically printed the pictures out.

As you were analysing the picture, you didn’t see Peeta sneak up behind you. He picked you up and threw you in the river and even had the guts to take a photo of you in the river. “Mellark, when I get you.”, you threatened. He ran away as you rung out your hair. Once he had returned, he decided to jump in anyway because he felt bad about pushing you in. He canon-balled in dramatically and you snapped a photo of him as he did so.

You eventually ate the food but you were still soaking wet.

That was one week ago, you were going to the mall with him now. You didn’t really need anything, nor did he but it’s always fun to wander around looking at all the shops. “Peeta!”, you yelled as you saw him walking along. “Hi, Y/N.”, he said smiling. The two of you pottered around until you found a cute coffee shop. “Let’s go in there, I’m hungry.”, you lead him in. You ordered a frappe and he ordered a hot chocolate. “This is delicious.”, he stated as you awaited your food. “Is hot chocolate your go-to drink, I swear you get that everytime?”, you asked. He chuckled and responded with a soft “yeah”.

You found a small table in the corner of the cafe and you placed your croissant on the table as Peeta placed his pain au chocolat. You bit into your croissant: “Peeta, this is no where near as nice as the stuff in your bakery.”, you mentioned. He took a bite out of his. “This is so good, just because I made some at the bakery doesn’t mean they’re nicer than this.”, he replied. “You’re being modest now, Peet.”

For another two hours, you plodded around the shops and every so often went into one. You went into a random small clothes shop and found a bright pink jacket for Peeta to wear. “Pose, Peeta.”, you said as he put it on. You took a photo of him. “Now you need to find a jacket.”, he stated. He walked all around the store searching for something appropriate. “Here.”, he returned. It was a mustard yellow glittery one. “Pose, Y/N.”, he repeated your words as he took your picture.

Today you were meant to be picking Peeta up to go for a night drive. It was currently midnight and so you drove to Peeta’s house. You gently knocked on his door. He answered the door with the camera in his hands and snacks in the other hand. You got back in your car as did he. “Should we get McDonalds as well?”, he asked. “Yeah, of course.”, you headed to the nearest one which was luckily only ten minutes away. You ordered a chicken burger and he ordered chicken nuggets and you both got chips obviously with a drink.

You finally arrived at your destination which was on the side of a secluded mountain which fortunately had a car park so you could park and there were no other people there. It would be so peaceful here. You opens the boot and set out some blankets and pillows for you to rest on. Peeta brought the food and things around. You wrapped yourself up in a blanket and Peeta copied your actions. “Picture?”, he questioned whilst holding the camera up. “Yes!”

You posed with a thumbs up and he smiled. “Look at the stars.”, Peeta mentioned. “They’re beautiful.”, he added. “I know.”, you responded. Peeta turned to look at you, opening his mouth but he didn’t say anything. He turned back to look at the stars. “This is so random, but do you remember when we were thirteen and you slipped on some water and fell down a whole flight of stairs.”, you giggled fondly. “How did you not get a concussion?”, you asked humorously. “I have no clue.”, he laughed with you.

“Do you remember when we had to run out of Starbucks because you accidentally broke the table when you put your food on it?”, he chuckled as he remembered it vividly. “There was something wrong with that table because I’m telling you that a packet of crisps wouldn’t break a whole table.”, you answered defensively.

The night went on like that, the both of you sharing fond memories with each other. You turned to Peeta to see him already looking at you. “Y/N, I think I love you.”, he said softly. “I love you too.”, you replied, thinking he meant platonically, you were secretly hoping he meant it in another way but you didn’t want to ruin your friendship. “No, no, I mean in a different way. I mean that I’m always looking at you when you enter a room, I can’t look away from you. You’re always on my mind. I can’t help it.”, he stated honestly.

You gazed at him in disbelief. “I love you like that too. Whenever I hear your voice in the corridors, I turn to look. You’re always on my mind.”, you said. You both slowly leaned in and you shared a gentle kiss that would show your blooming love for each other.

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