#Adam Sackler fanfiction

[jynzandtonic]

Z! I’ve been thinking about Sackler a lot lately. Like domestic and comfort things. I just want to smother him with the love he deserves

There is something that makes my heart SQUEEZE about starting with a sorta feral Sackler and through love and patience turning him into a sweet domestic (but still weird) creature. HE DESERVES SO MUCH LOVE AND TENDERNESS! Please accept these snaccs:

He never lets you shower alone. As soon as he hears the faucet turn on he's barging into the bathroom, throwing his clothes on the floor, and stepping into the stream of hot water behind you. He loves when you shampoo his hair, giving him gentle scalp scritches that make him hum deep and low.

Sometimes he'll get lost in a good book or a woodworking project and forget to eat, but you keep an eye on him. Still, it always surprises him when you set a bowl of soup or half a sandwich down beside him and press a quick kiss to his temple.

He's your personal space heater at night. He wraps himself around you, his long limbs tangling with yours and pinning you to the bed. You fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat and the feel of his slow, deep breaths on your shoulders.

He'll play with your hair when you've had a long, hard day. He lets you lie with your head in his lap as he smooths his hand over your strands. He listens if you need to talk, but he's content to rest in comfortable silence while you relax.

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[ladyinwriting18]

You're On Your Own, Kid (Adam Sackler x You)

Summary: Having Adam Sackler as a neighbor and best friend has it's perk. Especially when you need a shoulder to cry on.

Words: 2,122

Warnings: No sexual warnings! Nothing but best friends being there for one another who have some hidden feelings for one another. Author's Note: This is my first ever Adam Sackler one-shot! The idea for this was heavily inspired by Taylor Swifts new song "You're On Your Own, Kid". After hearing the song ONCE I couldn't get this idea out of my head so were we go. Hope everyone enjoys!

You knock on the door of his apartment with tears streaming down your face. You hadn’t bothered to call or text. Adam hates technology. If he was free to talk he’d answer his front door and invite you in and if he wasn’t you’d wander the streets floundering in your sadness. Adam Sackler has been your next store neighbor for a year now. He was the first person in the building to be nice to you. You could clearly remember your move in date. All those heavy boxes. No one had offered to help. No one except Adam.

His help had been invaluable and as a reward you had ordered pizza that you both ate on your living room floor and got to know one another. You were fast friends after that. In the grand scheme of things, a year isn’t a long time to truly know someone, but when it comes to your friendship with Adam it feels like a lifetime. You both rely on one another more than most neighbors. Each of you have developed a habit of just showing up at one another’s apartment when in crisis or facing things like boredom. It’s hard not to when you live down the hall from one another. The two of you turn to each other for just about anything. Adam needing to run lines for an audition? You were there. Your job stressing you out? He was there. Adam dealing with his unresolved feelings for Hanna? You were there. You getting into an argument with a friend? He was there. Adam spiraling about feeling like a failure and ultimately his sobriety? You were there. You crying over a breakup? He was there Adam wanting to go out and eat Chinese food at 2AM? You were definitely there. 

Truthfully, you’re thankful for his presence in your life.  Adam might be a big goofball and a horndog but deep down he has a kind heart that he tries to hide from most people. It’s a fact you relish in because it makes you feel closer to him than any other.

You were one another’s confidants and told each other things that you didn’t dare tell another living soul.

That’s why you find yourself at his door, because right now all you need is your friend.

A moment later the door opens to reveal the hulking form of your neighbor. He’s dressed down in a simple olive green t-shirt and jeans. All while holding a freakishly large sandwich.

“Holy fuck I was just thinking about you! I just made the most banging sandwich. You gotta take a bite.”

Your eyes flick up to meet his gaze and that’s when he sees your tear stained cheeks.

“Shit.” Adam curses under his breath, turning away for half a second to place his sandwich down somewhere before turning back and ushering you into his place with a hand on your upper back. “Everything is going to be alright, kid. You just go make yourself comfortable on the couch.”

You do as you're told, knowing the drill well enough by now. Any second now he was going to offer you food. To Adam, food cured any ailment. You’d smile at how adorable that is if you didn’t feel so exhausted from crying.

You sit down on the couch with a sigh and pray the thing just swallows you whole.

“Can I get you anything? Food, water, a pillow?”

You shake your head while more tears escape. Your eyes meet his deep brown ones and let your words tumble out.

“I-I just need my friend.”  His features soften. He looks as if he’d give you the world if you asked for it. Without another word he comes to sit down beside you on the couch. His arm comes around you, letting you lean against him while he strokes your arm. For a few minutes, neither one of you speaks. You simply soak up the comfort being offered to you. It’s only once some of your tension dissipates that Adam speaks again. “What happened, kid? Why are you crying?” “It’s stupid.” You huff at yourself in annoyance and feverishly swipe at your tears. Just because Adam had seen you cry before didn’t make being this vulnerable any easier. You feel the tip of his nose pressing into your scalp, as if he’s trying to stop himself from smelling your hair. “Tell me anyway?” His voice is a low whisper. You do your best to suppress the shiver it triggers. Adam might be your friend but that doesn’t make him any less attractive. Determined to not be railroaded by his strong body and pretty face you sit up slightly. It gives you enough personal space to think clearly. “It’s just a build up of things. You know? Disappointments.” He chuckles in agreement, “I can say I’ve absolutely had my share of those. What’s been disappointing you?” “More like who.” You angrily mutter. “Alright then. Who’s disappointing you?” You can hear the grin in his tone without even looking at him. He’s always found your anger adorable. As infuriating as that is, it isn’t what’s important now. You came here to vent. You came here to unload so for even a few minutes this burden wasn’t yours to carry. 

Your shoulders slump in defeat. You’re suddenly too exhausted to be your normally fiery self. “A lot of people….But I guess mostly myself.” “I’m not sure I understand?” You try your best to piece your thought process together into words. It isn’t an easy task but somehow you manage. “I’m disappointed in myself because I give people too much power over me. I love too hard….care too deeply. People keep taking advantage of that and I….let them.” You choke, the words getting caught in your throat. Adam shushes you and softly prompts you to take your time. You nod, giving yourself a moment to take a few deep breaths. When you feel capable you try again to continue. “I once read somewhere that what you give power to has power over you. I think that’s my problem. I let people into my life, I love them, encourage them, give them my time and they revel in it until they move onto better things. It’s draining! I’m tired of my self worth being determined by how other people treat me!” The volume of your voice picks up a notch. Your sadness turns into bitterness that tastes like lemon rinds on your tongue. “Rationally I know that when people treat you shitty it’s not a reflection on you but it’s so hard to not blame myself. My brain automatically tells me if I was a better friend, a prettier girlfriend, a more motivated worker none of this would happen!” You swipe your arm across your face, determined to not drip snot on top of crying. You didn’t need to be gross and pathetic. Adam takes this moment to interject with a question. “Are we talking about a specific person?” You shake your head. “No, just noticing a pattern of behavior. People keep waltzing in and out of my life like it’s no big deal. As if I had no meaning to them in the first place and I’m sick. of. it.” 

Each of your words is punctuated with anger. So much so that a quiet hush falls. The only sounds come from the busy Manhattan streets below. Somewhere in the distance a car horn is blown, a group of friends loudly laughs, a dog barks at a jogger.

These noises don’t phase either of you. The sounds of the city are so much a part of your everyday life that they have no chance in snatching your attention.

But Adam’s next choice of words can.

“You’re on your own, kid. You always have been.”

You roll your eyes so hard it’s a wonder that they don’t get trapped inside your skull. “Yeah thanks Adam. That’s exactly what I need to hear right now.”

Your sarcasm drips like maple syrup down the side of a pancake stack.

Adam lightly nudges your ribs with his elbow.

“I don’t mean it like that. I mean that you’re the only one that you can truly count on. Yeah you’ve got friends and family who care about you, but in the end it’s your strength that has to carry you through.”

Goddamn him and his random insightful advice.

“But what if I’m not strong enough? What if I can’t keep this up anymore?”

The emotions begin to take over and make your eyes glassy with fresh tears.

Something tugs at your chin and turns it towards Adam. You quickly realize it’s his hand gently cupping your chin so you’re looking him in the eye.

“Of course you’re strong enough. You’ve gotten through all your past bad days, haven’t you? You did that. Not anyone else.”

You gape at him, having no clue how to respond because he’s right. Even when loved ones give you support it’s you that chooses to take that support and keep pushing forward. You lean into his touch, wanting the warmth of it to sear into your flesh.  “I-it’s really hard.” Your voice cracks. It’s too difficult to keep it all in check right now. His brows pull together, the empathy evident on his face. “I know it is, kid. But if anyone believes in you, it sure as hell is me.” “Adam…..” You breathe out his name as tremendous emotion grips your heart. Your eyes flick from his lips to his eyes. When did the two of you move closer in? Now there were only inches separating your mouths. You forget why you came here and what you were upset about. It all dissipates because the man besides you makes it all seem meaningless. Why couldn’t more people in your life be like him? Especially the men. If any of the guys you dated cared even just a fraction of the way Adam did then your love life would look a lot different. Some part of you murmurs out a question. What would it be like to kiss him? “Maybe you should focus on the people and relationships that don’t make you doubt what you mean to them?” You nod your head and simultaneously straighten your spine. He’s being sensible and it snaps you back to reality. The one where you and Adam are only friends. Given half the chance you know you would want more but the thought of ruining the safety you had found just down the hall from you is terrifying. You couldn’t risk it. You couldn’t lose your best friend. “And it’s also important that you stand on your own two feet.”

Oh shit, was he still talking?

You give him your full attention, nodding along as he continues. He also resituates his position, sitting forward so his forearms rest atop his knees.

“You’ve got a good head on your shoulders and you clearly take care of yourself, your home, your responsibilities but I think you’re right about not letting these douchebags affect you so much.” He turns his head to look at you, wanting to make sure his words were sinking in.

“If they don’t value you then fuck ‘em. They don’t deserve a place in your life anyway. The right people are already here for you.”

You guessed he was right but…..

“So….what? I’m supposed to just not let anyone new into my life?”

He chuckles, causing the corners of his eyes to crinkle in amusement.

“No you goof. I’m telling you to live your life. Make new friends, go out and have fun, kiss lots of guys or girls, travel, do things out of your comfort zone. Take each moment and really enjoy it but don’t be afraid when disappointment comes or when people walk away.”

He leans back, finds your hand resting on your knee and places his hand over it. He laces your fingers together and reassuringly squeezes.

“You’ve got no reason to be afraid. No matter what you gain or lose, is still a step forward.”

You squeeze his hand in return and offer him a smile. And as much as some part of you still longs to know what being loved by him would feel like—you realize that here and now is you.

For healing.

For self improvement.

For happiness.

For selfishly taking care of you and you only.

Maybe one day time would be on your side. Maybe one day you’d both be ready for something more.

But for now, it was enough to be holding your best friend’s hand in his cluttered mancave of an apartment.

“Thank you, Adam.”

He grins, his uneven teeth poking through. “Anytime, kid.” 

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[peppermint-toads]

an: different take on the sundress with sackler

cw: pregnancy, brief mention of public sex

For a few summers, flowy sundresses have been yours and Adam’s favorite attire.

Until one day, you take him shopping with you, which he doesn’t groan about. He loves it, actually. He loves seeing you in new clothes, feeling your hips and your curves through soft fabrics.

He doesn’t see the sundress as easy access this time, something he can push up your legs and take you in.

Don’t get him wrong, he loves that, too. Loves tugging you into any secluded alley in brooklyn and having his way with you.

But when he sees you in this sundress, seductive smile playing on your lips because you know where his mind must be going, he doesn’t paw at you inappropriately or make any obscene noises.

No, he tears up a little bit. You sheepishly await his feedback, thinking he doesn’t like it. His voice is so, so soft when he speaks.

“You’d look so beautiful pregnant in that.”

He stands, approaching where you stand, speechless, in the fitting room door. He turns you around to face the mirror, hands cradling your stomach.

His broad frame fits snugly behind yours, and you almost tear up yourself imagining it. Imagining your little family.

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[hauntingoldhouses]

the heist

#aesthetic moodboard #moodboard #kylo ren #adam driver #clyde logan #adam driver x reader #adam sackler #ben solo #fanfic #fanfiction

[inklore]

❥ — smut | ✶ — dark content

kylo ren.

one shots

piteous toxin (1.1k) ❥

hate and humility ran your relationship with kylo, as did the heavy hand he loved having you wrap around his throat.

ben solo.

one shots

garage rooftop (1k)

the lines of friendship or something more grow more blurry the longer your eyes move from each mole, his cheek bones, his dark eyes, his lips. and you really don’t understand why the two of you hadn’t become something more ages ago.

commander mills.

one shots

warning signs (1.1k) ❥

if the two of you were to die like this; with mills rutting against you, his cock stretching you, his deep breaths and praises against your ear, your slick coating his length as you come, then so be it.

adam sackler.

blurbs

head in your lap

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[mrs-gucci]

My Pumpkin

{ adam sackler x female reader }

just an idea I came up with! it's been a very, very long time since I've written for Sackler (like 2 years lol) so apologies if my characterization is a bit off...

warnings. SMUT (18+ ONLY), dirty talk, oral sex with food (m receiving), masturbation w/fingering (f receiving), deepthroating, facial.

word count: 1.13k

★ written for sextember 2023 ★

** CLICKING “KEEP READING” MEANS YOU UNDERSTAND & ACKNOWLEDGE ALL OF THE WARNINGS LISTED ABOVE AND ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOUR CONTENT CONSUMPTION IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY. MINORS DNI. **

collage by me :)

“Mm, is that pumpkin pie I smell?”

You chuckle as Adam walks into the kitchen eagerly.

“Yes, but not for you,” you say. “I’m baking them for the fall farmers market this weekend.”

He pouts, standing behind you and putting his hands on your hips. “Aww, c’mon kid, can’t I just keep one? I love your pumpkin pie.”

“You can buy it for ten bucks. Friends and family discount.”

He groans.

“If I help you bake, can I get one for free?”

You sigh. “Oh my god, you just won’t quit, will you? Last time you helped me bake, all you did was try to fuck me.”

“But that was last year,” he pouts, squeezing your hips. “Please? I’ll be so so helpful and much less horny this time around. I’ve gotten better.”

“No you haven’t,” you laugh. “But you can help as long as you don’t try to have sex with me every two minutes.”

He nods happily, then washes his hands and puts on his favorite apron of yours, which is frilly and very feminine. You chuckle at the sight, then put him on pie-making duty.

At first, things go well. He’s focused and helpful, and he does a great job making the pies to put into the oven.

But soon enough he starts lingering by you more at the mixer, hands roaming on your hips and ass, and his lips begin pressing kisses to your cheeks or neck every time he goes by.

Your eyebrows raise slightly and you look back at him.

“Hey…I’m serious. I really have to focus on this.”

He nods, trying not to crack a small smile. "Mhm. Right. Focus."

You huff, rolling your eyes as you get back to mixing. Adam sets a timer for the pies in the oven, and as soon as he does that, he slides behind you again.

"Hey," he says, leaning in and kissing your cheek, hands on your hips again. "I'm done with the pies..."

"Great, I have dough ready and more filling--"

"Why don't we take a little break?" he asks, nipping at your earlobe. "You've been working hard all morning, kid."

You pause and look back at him.

"We shouldn't--"

"Let's play a little game," he says, smiling as he takes his apron off, then starts pulling off his t-shirt. "And it's called...lick it up."

He quickly tugs your shirt off, then takes a small scoop of dough and smears it onto the tops of your breasts. He takes a moment to admire them, then bends down to eat and lick the dough off your skin.

"A-Adam," you say, voice slightly shaky. "I need this dough for the pies..."

"We'll only use a little bit, kid." He gently takes another small scoop of dough, then smears it on his bare chest. "Now it's your turn. Go on, use that sweet little tongue of yours."

Your mouth turns up in a slight smirk as you lean in and lick up the dough, looking into his eyes the entire time you do so. He grunts softly, and your hands travel up to rest on his belt buckle, just above where he needs your touch most.

"God, keep going," he groans, leaning in to kiss you deeply, desperately. "Got me so hard."

You chuckle and pull his belt open, then push his jeans down enough to expose his hardening length. You reach over and put one hand in the dough and the other in the pumpkin pie filling, getting a bit of both before getting on your knees.

Sackler watches eagerly as you smooth the dough over his shaft, then smear the pie filling onto his head. You lick your lips just to tease him a bit, then start licking at his tip, eating the pie filling off him.

"Oh my god," he groans, head tipping back as he leans against the cabinets. "Kid, you're killing me here..."

"Mm, patience," you say, smiling. "I wanna eat my dessert first."

Adam growls, hand weaving in your hair while you continue to lick and eat the pie fixings off his hardened shaft. He makes noises the whole time, especially when you wrap your hand around him and stroke him while licking the last of the dough up.

"Suck," he says, hips rocking forward while he pushes your head against him. "Go on."

Your lips wrap around him and begin to suck gently, head bobbing, and Adam lets out a relieved sigh as he finally gets what he has so desperately wanted.

"Good girl, such a good girl," he praises shakily, jaw clenched. "Mmm, fuck, fuck kid...touch y-yourself, finger yourself for me..."

You reach down and move your pajama shorts out of the way, then press two fingers up into your wet hole. Your groan of pleasure vibrates through his cock, and Adam nearly cums at the feeling.

"God! Fuuuuck!"

It's hard to focus on both keeping your rhythm on both him and yourself, so eventually Adam takes over, moving your head and thrusting his hips at the same time.

Your fingers move in and out swiftly, creating pleasure for yourself, which causes you to start making more noises around his shaft. It drives him crazy, it makes him go even faster so that now, he's fucking your face.

Tears swell in your eyes from the deepthroating and gagging on his dick, and this only seems to spur him on, his hips rolling faster against you. You're close to orgasm, overwhelmingly so, and you finger yourself faster.

"Ggghhh! Mmmfffhhhh!"

He moans loudly, holding your mouth on him for a few moments before suddenly pulling away and desperately stroking himself over your face. You close your eyes just as the first rope of his warm seed shoots across your face. He groans and grunts with each spurt, making a mess on your cheeks, nose, mouth, and chin.

You're gasping for breath as you bring yourself to orgasm, moaning huskily as your insides grip and spasm around your digits.

"O-Oh fuck, fuck, Adam..."

Adam smiles slightly as he watches you, caressing your cheek and smearing his cum across your skin.

"Mm, so pretty. You look so fucking good when you've got my cum all over your face, kid."

"Gee, thanks."

You chuckle breathily, pulling your fingers out from between your legs and sucking them into your mouth while wiping the cum from your eyes so you can look up at him. He hums, tucking himself away before grabbing a towel to wipe off your face.

He helps you to your feet, then kisses you deeply, hands on your hips.

"You're the best," he says softly, kissing you again and again. "Best girlfriend ever. My pumpkin. I love you."

You smile just as the timer for the pies goes off, pulling him in for one more kiss.

"I love you too, Adam."

****

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[juniperwoodwell]

Hey!! I heard you’re doing requests, can you do # 18 “You said you wanted to talk?” “Yeah… it can wait though. Enjoy your date.” AND #43 “Go easy, you’re carrying my child.” For Adam Sackler please? 🥺

The cliche:

Forever and always

Adam Sackler x F! Reader

•Word count:2k

•Warning(s): OOC Adam(Possibly), Pregnancy, Crying, fluff, Emotional rollercoaster, Children, cursing.

•Extra: Prompt will be bolded blue.

•Prompt(s) ADCU Prompt list

#18: "You said you wanted to talk?" "Yeah...It can wait though. Enjoy your date."

#43: "Go easy, You're carrying my child."

•A/n: I loved this idea so much! I wasn't sure if you wanted two different fics for Adam or not but I had an idea to use both in one. I hope you enjoy it!

"Hey, you said you wanted to talk?" Adam asked as he finished buttoning up his only nice dress shirt; you turned your head to him as you read something on your phone. Immediately your heart began to race. "I-I yeah, It can wait, though. Enjoy your date." You gave him your best smile, but something in your eyes must have given way to your growing anxiety. "But you made it seem important this morning." He walked over to the couch and sat down; you wanted to protest, but he spoke before you could. "It wouldn't have to do with that pregnancy test hidden in the trash bin, would it?" Your face went pale, and fear clouded your eyes. You nodded, Adam mirroring you. "I assumed so...It was positive Y/n. Did you do multiple or just the one?"

 "...I did four. Over the past two days..."

"Were they all positive?" He laid his arm on the back of the couch.

 "All except the second one I did. So...Three out of four." He hummed; you could tell he was becoming nervous as he unbuttoned the top button on his shirt.

"Okay, What do you want to do then?"

 You shrugged, "If I really am Pregnant, then I'm obviously going to keep it."

 "Okay, That's good to know. Do you know who the father is?" You looked away from him and out the window.

 This date Adam was going on was a blind date his friend set him up with; unbeknownst to the friend, You and Adam had been dating for over a year now, and It was a very open relationship. You were initially roommates, then decided to date after four years of living together. You both liked each other, but you were still exploring other relationships.

"I-...I think it's yours" You bit your lip, trying to keep your emotions at bay; when he didn't respond, you turned to look at him, His eyes were filled with tears, but none fell down his face.

"You think?"

You nodded. "I haven't slept with anyone but you since we started dating."

"Ah,"

 "I-I know how you feel about kids, and I know we were being careful...I just don't want you to be angry." Your tears were the first to fall.

"Angry?" He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you to his chest. "Why the fuck would I be angry? Kid. I love you. I didn't even want to go on this stupid date." You wrapped your arms around him, and he pulled you in tighter, kissing your head and mumbling affirmations you couldn't quite catch over your soft sobs.

Once you calmed down, he pulled back and held your face in his large palms. "We're going to have a little rugrat. Can you believe that?" He smiled, warm tears falling from his joyful eyes

"...I thought you'd"

 "I'd what? Throw a fit and tell you to get rid of it? That I'd leave you?" You nodded. "You can be so oblivious sometimes" He chuckled and nuzzled his nose against yours. "Didn't I just tell you I love you? Don't you see how happy I am? Kid, This is probably the happiest day of my life." You laughed at his exaggerated tone, and he joined, pulling you back into a hug.

"We should get married."

 "What?"

"You heard me, Kid. Let's get married. Neither of us is enjoying this weird open relationship. Especially since I can no longer see myself with anyone but you." His confession brought more tears to your eyes, but before they could fall, he kissed you. One hand lay at your waist, and the other held the back of your neck as he moved you to sit on his lap.

A few hours later, you were both in his bed, your head on his chest as he played with your hair. "So, You never answered me." His voice was low as it rumbled from his chest, "About getting married?"

"Yeah."

 "I...I would like that. But are you sure?"

"Of course, I'm sure. I wouldn't have said It if I wasn't. You know my past; you know what I had to go through...I don't want that for our kid." His voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke; slowly, you sat up and looked down at him. "I love you, Adam Sackler. We are going to get married and have a baby." He laughed at your declaration and pulled you back down.

 "I'll get the papers; then we'll call up your parents. They'd kill us both if we didn't have a ceremony."

 You smiled and nodded. "Yeah...They still might kill us."

 "...Yeah. Hopefully, the baby will save us."

You laughed. "Me, maybe, but you? You knocked me up!"

"Fuck yes, I did." He said proudly, and you smacked his chest playfully, making him laugh.

"This is a lot of change, Adam...Are you sure we can handle this?" He nodded. "Yeah, yeah. We got this. If anything, we'll get help from your folks. I know this isn't how we wanted this to go, but I'm excited to see where it goes." You looked up at him and smiled; He returned it sweetly.

The following day you woke up to Adam passed out asleep on your stomach, His arms wrapped tightly around your waist, and his cheek rested against your lower belly. Gently you started combing through his messy hair with your fingers, slowly waking him up. Eventually, he did, a goofy smile accompanying the crazy hair, kissing your exposed tummy before getting out of bed.

 "So, Who's room are we turning into the nursery?"

"Ha, you've been awake awhile, haven't  you, Kid?"

You nodded as you climbed out of bed and followed after him. "Yeah...Since six. I have a lot of stuff to process, Adam. " He turned his head as he opened the fridge. "How about we just think of breakfast first? I'm starving, and you're eating for two now." Sighing, you agreed; the both of you spoke as Adam made breakfast and then while you ate.

 Afterward, you went to your room and got changed into something nice; you had decided to go down to the courthouse and get the details sorted out; you practically ran to the front door to grab your shoes, and when you stood up, two arms wrapped around you and pulled you in close to the warm body. "Go easy; you're carrying my child." Adam kissed your head and nuzzled into you. "I know. I know, but I'm barely a month in. I think. Should we book an ultrasound too? Never mind, we'll figure that out later. Anyway, I think OUR child will be okay if I run around right now at this stage" Adam laughed softly into your hair as you spoke. "Okay. But just so you know, I'm going to baby you for the next nine-ish months. We're gonna read all the books and do the parenting classes. All the stuff I-we need to learn about taking care of you and the baby." You turned your head to look into his eyes. Tears glistened in your eyes; his gaze was soft and caring. "Kid. Don't give me those sad, worried eyes. We're gonna be just fine."

He kept his word through it all. Through the arguments with your parents and the tears. The ultrasounds and marriage arrangements. The mood swings and cravings as the months went on. Every morning he'd kiss your belly and tell you how excited he was. He took a picture of you every week to cherish your growing tummy's progress.

When it came to the final week, he was the calmest you've ever seen; he had read handfuls of parenting books and even took notes during the parenting classes. It seemed as if he had it all together, but you knew him well enough to know that he was just as nervous as you were.

"Adam!" You yelled from the living room of your new apartment; you both agreed you'd need more space. Quickly he walked over from the kitchen. "Yeah, kid?" He was used to the constant yelling now. You looked at the coffee table as you tried to sit up and grab the remote. "Help." You asked, obviously struggling, but He just leaned against the doorframe with an amused smile. "What was that?"

"Addaam," You exaggerated his name in annoyance; he chuckled and walked over to the couch "I'm as big as a boat, and you're just laughing at me"

 "You're not a boat. You're beautiful. But yes, Seeing you struggle a little bit is funny."

 "Yeah. We'll see if you'll laugh while I'm practically crushing your hand as I give birth to this baby." Your words seemed to quiet him, but that smile never left. He sat down beside you and kissed your head.

"It will be worth it."

Only a few days later, Adam drove you to the hospital a day early before the due date. After your parents got over the whole baby before marriage, they were overjoyed to be having a grandchild. They offered to pay for all the medical bills and even help find a suitable apartment; you and Adam weren't foolish enough to decline. You both worked crappy jobs and only had enough money for rent and food, so you graciously accepted and said you'd repay them with tons of visits. Adam stayed by your side the whole time, helping you breathe and talking you through it. Telling you how well you were doing and how strong you were.

Though, when it came time for him to hold his baby girl, he froze. Everything rushed over him like a tsunami; tears welled in his eyes as he stared down at her in your arms. "Oh, honey. It's okay." You said softly, doing your best to comfort him. "I- I'm terrified." He admitted when you took his hand, "Why are you terrified? What happened to all that confidence, huh?" "What if I mess this up." "You won't. Now hold your daughter Adam Sackler. She's going to need her dad to be strong for her." Adam nodded and kissed your head. "Yeah, You're right. The fun stuff is soon to come; gotta be strong." He gently took her from your arms, and the tears began to fall as she cooed at him. "I'm gonna take such good care of you and your mom. Okay? I'm gonna teach you how to walk and ride a bike and- and cook. I'll teach you how to make your mom's favorite foods." He declared all these things proudly and with all the love in his big heart.

The journey was long for you both, but the ending was just the beginning of something completely new and exciting but a little scary. You both could rely on the knowledge that you had each other's backs no matter what, through thick and thin. Good days and bad days, Forever and Always.

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[artemisthewh0re]

Hello 👋

I have would like to know if u could do these request with Adam :

•One where the the reader a have a miscarriage do to a previous abortion and because of that she go through a sever depression.

•one where the reader has a borderline personality where she is going through one episode.

And one where the reader have a toxic family where every one is neglicted toward her (like she not ivinted to the event etc).And her dad always very mean (like always yelling to her )and nobody is doing anything because they don’t rlly care .

Tyy very much , I loved the last one that have done for me .💓

Loss

Adam Sackler x fem!reader

Warnings: talks of miscarriage, abortions, depression

A/N: I'm glad you like my work! Your requests always give me something interesting to write. I'm only going to do the first prompt right now since I have so many requests to finish but I'll try to revisit the other one after ❤️❤️

Prompt #1:

“I’m sorry ma’am, but you had a miscarriage.”

You were four months pregnant when it happened. Those words echoed through your head for days. Sometimes they still creep back into your mind just to haunt you. Every counselor told you it wasn’t your fault, but you didn’t believe them. It didn’t matter if no one thought it was your fault because you did. Your boyfriend tried his best to keep your spirits up afterwards, but you became a shell of the person you used to be. You spend your days in bed or on the couch aimlessly flipping through shows or just sleeping for hours. You’re spending your day on the couch watching reruns to The Kardashian’s when Adam walks in.

“Hey kid, how are you feeling?” Adam sits on the floor next to you, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Fine,” you mutter, not taking your eyes off the tv. Adam turns to look at the tv and sees what you’re watching.

“I thought you hated this show! Didn’t you call them vapid celebrities with no self-awareness?” Adam asks.

You don’t respond, just stare blankly at the screen. He turns back to you and looks you over. He can probably smell the fact you haven’t showered in a week. You become self-conscious under his gaze and curl up into the fetal position, trying your best to just disappear.

“Honey, we need to talk,” Adam says after a minute. He grabs the remote and turns off the tv. He moves off the floor to the couch, a comforting hand caresses your ankle as he begins to talk.

“It’s been a month since…everything happened and I know you’re still hurting. I’m hurting too y’know, but I think you should start therapy. The hospital recommended some places that take our insurance, so we should try one.” He looks to you for any response, but there’s only silence. “Baby, I know it’s not easy to talk about, but if you won’t talk to me at least talk to a doctor. I’m worried about you. I just want you to be okay.”

You sit up, trying your best to think of anything to say, but nothing comes out.

“You can’t just spend all day here wasting away.”

“You don’t understand,” you finally say.

“No, I don’t understand because you don’t talk to me anymore!” Adam says in frustration.

“It’s all my fault! It’s my fault our baby died and there’s nothing I can do to bring them back!” you shout. All of your emotions spill out of you and for the first time since it happened, you cried. You cry like everything you ever loved has died. You cry like you’ll never feel happy again. Tears stream down your face and snot runs out of your nose. Your sobs are muffled by Adam pulling you to his chest. His strong arms wrap around your body, holding you tightly like you might try to run away.

“Baby, it’s not your fault. We did everything right,” Adam whispers.

“I had an abortion back when I was with my abusive ex. It left scarring on my uterus and that’s why I miscarried. It’s my fault. If I hadn’t had the abortion, our baby might still be alive.” You sob harder into Adam’s shirt. “I’m sorry.”

Adam doesn’t say anything. He rubs your back as you continue to cry. You don’t stop until your throat feels raw, but still sit in silence with Adam comforting you.

“I don’t blame you. I would never blame you for making a decision like that,” Adam says after minutes of silence.

“I know, but I hate myself for it and I’m too ashamed to talk about it to a stranger.”

“We can go together if you want. I’ll always be here to support you.”

“Okay,” you say, pulling out of his embrace.

“Okay. Everything is going to be okay.”

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[trashpandafiction]

Thank You - One Shot

Summary: (#30 on this prompt list. ) A rainy day with your roommate and best friend, Adam, turns into a bit more. Pairings: Adam Sackler x Reader Word Count: 1,250 A/N: I am terrible at summaries. This is purely self-indulgent because I am trash for Adam Driver and wanted to write something involving him.

Please do not repost or redistribute my work! Reblogs are welcome!

It had been pouring rain all day, so your plans to go shopping sounded less fun than they had when you made them. Instead, you threw on your favorite pair of joggers and a long-sleeve shirt that you stole from your roommate and best friend, Adam. Your plan was to order delivery, watch your favorite guilty pleasure shows, and maybe do something creative, but you’d only do it from the comfort of the couch.

          You had gotten situated on the large sectional and just grabbed the remote when you heard the front door opening, followed by a groan. Looking over, you saw Adam in a soaking wet jacket, his hair dripping, and a plastic bag in each of his hands.

          “Why didn’t you drive?” you asked him.

          “I did. This was just from the trip from my car into the building.” he replied, kicking his shoes off.

          “Why don’t you go get changed? I’ll put your clothes in the dryer.” You said, standing up from the couch.

          He set the bags he was holding on the counter and shrugged out of his jacket and jeans, right in the entryway. “Don’t look in those bags yet.” He said before going down the hall to the bathroom.

          “Noted.” You chuckled softly as you grabbed his discarded clothes and headed to the laundry room to get them in the dryer.

          Adam came behind you and put his jeans and shirt inside the dryer with his other clothes and a towel. “Have you eaten?”

          “Not yet, I was thinking about ordering something.” You replied, getting the dryer started. “What are you hungry for?”

          “Order whatever you want. Pizza?” he replied, slowly walking backwards out of the room.

          “Pizza’s good.” You nodded, following him out of the room.

          You followed him into the living room and sat back down on the couch, grabbing your phone so you could order pizza. It came about forty-five minutes later, and you both ate while watching a rerun of Law and Order. After you both cleaned everything up, Adam grabbed the bag from the counter and brought it over to the coffee table. He set it down and sat next to you, gesturing to the bag.

          “What?” you asked.

          “Open it.” He said.

          You looked at the bag and then back at him. “Is it gonna jump out at me or something?”

          “No, nothing like that, just open it.” He shook his head.

          You leaned forward and opened the bag, looking inside carefully. You pulled out adult coloring books, markers, colored pencils, and crayons. Then you pulled out your favorite snacks and two puzzles. “What’s all this for?” you asked, turning to look at him.

          “I know you said you were supposed to shop, but I know that whenever it pours like this, you like to stay home.” He shrugged.

          “Adam, you didn’t have to get me all of this.” You smiled.

          “I know. Technically it’s not all for you though, I already claimed this one.” He said, grabbing one of the coloring books.

          You watched him as he moved to the floor between the couch and the coffee table, wasting no time opening the markers and pencils. “You’re staying home on a Saturday night to color with me and do puzzles?”

          “Why’s that so hard to believe?” he asked and looked up at you. “Come on.”

          You smiled, shaking your head as you moved to sit next to him. “Adam, this is…thank you.” You nudged his arm gently.

          “You’re welcome.” He said and nudged you back.

          The two of you colored before switching to the sketchbook and trying to draw the strangest monster you could both come up with. While you did so, you chatted about a little bit of everything, joking, and discussing deeper topics. After finishing a page in your coloring book, you leaned back and watched him, he was taking his time with a drawing, and you couldn’t help but smile.

          He looked over at the pile of markers and noticed you watching him, so he looked at you. “What?”

          “Nothing.” You shrugged. “This just means a lot to me. I know it’s not a huge thing, but it still means a lot.”

          “Well, you mean a lot to me so making you happy is a mutually good time.” He said and picked up a marker.

          It caught you off guard. You both were close, and you were sure there were mutual feelings between you two, but neither of you acted on it. “You mean a lot to me too, Adam, and I love you.” You smiled.

          “I love you too.” He said and began coloring another spot on his coloring page.

          “I’m gonna find a way to pay you back for this, you know.” You said and started coloring a spot on your coloring page.

          “You already have.” He shrugged.

          “How?” you asked and looked over at him. You both did plenty for each other, that’s what friends did. He watched terrible horror movies with you, you took him to auditions and listened to his rants when they didn’t go well. Neither of you felt obligated to, you just did it. But this seemed like a special circumstance.

          “I had nothing to live for, but then you came into my life. So, thank you.” He deadpanned, looking at the markers to pick another one.

          You looked at him and smiled some. “Yeah right.” He said it so nonchalantly, you thought he was joking. “Are you serious?”

          “Yeah.” He said and looked over at you.

          He wasn’t joking about this. “Adam…”

          “I’m serious.” He said.

          You didn’t know what to say to him, so you pushed the coffee table back gently and knelt in front of him. “You never told me that.”

          “Well, I didn’t know how you’d feel about how I feel about you.” He shrugged.

          “What if I felt the same way about you?” You asked softly.

          He looked up at you, tapping a marker against your knee gently. “How do we feel?”

          “Like there’s something more than friendship here.” You said. Maybe it was the cozy feeling of the night, or maybe it was him being vulnerable with you, but it felt like the time to get everything out in the open. “Is that how you feel?”

          He sat up and put his hand on the side of your neck, his thumb running along your jaw. “I don’t have arts and crafts night with just anyone.”

          You smiled and leaned into his touch. “Aren’t I special?” you teased.

          “I guess.” He teased back.

          “Is this gonna make things different between us?” you asked him, your hands resting on his chest.

          “I hope so.” He nodded, leaning in slowly.

          “Me too.” You whispered, leaning in to close the space between you.

          He pressed his lips against yours, his hand moving to the back of your neck to bring you closer to him. You moved your hand to his collar, holding it gently as you kissed him back. It was like a weight had been lifted between you.

          You broke the kiss slowly to take a breath, smiling as he kissed along your jaw. “Thank you.”

          “For what?” he asked and looked up at you, his free hand moving to rest on your hip.

          You didn’t know how to put your feelings into words. “Everything.”

          He nodded and kissed you gently. “Thank you, too.” He kissed you again and then looked up at you. “I’m still gonna win our monster drawing contest.” He grinned.

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[jynzandtonic]

@sacklerscumrag found this pic and @butyoudidthis4what said it was "grown up made it big" Sackler and now I'm just all weepy thinking about the brooklyn brownstone you two live in with the tall bookshelves in the sunny front room and the chaise where he falls asleep reading plays on the weekend and the way he'll come up behind you in the kitchen to kiss your neck and squeeze your ass and how even in his thirties he still tries to get handsy with you on the train and that even though he never thought he'd get married he still found himself on one knee saying "let's fuckin' do it, kid," and the beautiful life you've built together in this big beautiful city and iT'S FINE I'M FINE EVERYTHING IS FINE

#*openly sobbing* #I WANT IT SO FUCKING BAD #adam sackler #adam sackler x reader #adam sackler fanfiction #adam sackler smut #adam sackler x you #adam sackler/reader #adam sackler/you

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[ohsolonelyghosts]

could you do a part 2 to slow ride when reader becomes really distant with kylo and starts avoiding him. and with them ending uup together in the end. angst to comfort maybe a little smut(¬‿¬)

Slow Ride II

Characters: 70s!Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count: 3,099

Note: Hey there! Sorry for being so absent, I've been working so much which DOES NOT bode well for writer's block. However, today we see part 2 of this! Absolutely love love love this idea and I'm so glad you sent it in! Plus, a special appearance from none other than Sackler >:)

This is a part two fic to this one. Read that before coming back!

Contents/Warnings: angst, cannabis, alcohol, unprotected sex, some fluff, PIV, cheating, slight overstimulation

It had been a few weeks since the summer kick-off beer bust, and you hadn’t seen Kylo in days. You wondered where he had run off to get drunk because he hadn’t bothered to call your landline. It pissed you off, because how did he go from calling you every day to now running around with god knows who? You never met to sound like his coach, who was insistent that he had a bad crowd, but you were always worried about him. 

Your mother opened your door, breaking you from your thoughts. You tilted your head to the side, giving her a soft smile. 

“Kylo’s on the phone for you,” she spoke, giving you a slight smirk.

Your mom absolutely adored Kylo, she loved when he would come over and stay with you. He was a perfect gentleman to her and to your entire family. She always hoped you two would be together, always mentioning how cute Kylo was. You’d roll your eyes, but secretly always agreed. 

You hopped off your bed, walking past your mother to the landline. 

“Hello?” You spoke, furrowing your brows.

“Hey, doll.” 

You sighed out, a small smile flooding your face. You missed his voice, and wished he was standing in front of you. 

“We went to grab Aerosmith tickets.”

“I know, but you haven’t see me in a bit.” 

You heard Kylo sigh from the other end. 

“I know, but, hey, I got you a ticket. Front row.”

You grinned, hearing that news. You were so, so excited to be able to go to that concert, especially with Kylo. 

“What about, her?” You asked, twirling the phone cord in your fingers. 

“Not coming,” Kylo responded quickly, assuring you. 

The smile on your face grew, feeling relief that you wouldn’t have to be the third wheel. 

“I’ve gotta go though, she’s coming over,” Kylo spoke after a moment, instantly killing your mood.

You groaned, rolling your eyes. 

“Fine.” 

You heard a click after saying your goodbyes, sadly hanging the phone back on the wall. You trudged back to your room, flopping back on your bed. 

You didn’t hear from Kylo again for awhile, which made you increasingly upset. 

It was five days until the concert when Kylo finally showed up at your house for the first time in forever. 

You were super pissed, because why was he ignoring you so heavily? You had spent the time with your friends, so it wasn’t too bad on you, but it still weighed you down. 

You stared at him in the doorway, clearing your throat as you looked up at him. He gave you a small smile, letting out a sigh. He went in for a hug, but you moved away quickly. When you looked back up at him, he looked shocked, even a bit sad. You shook your head at him, frowning. Kylo really had expected that you wouldn’t be mad when he showed up randomly to your house? 

You stepped outside in front of him, shutting your door behind you. 

“Kylo, I know you are not expecting to just step into my house and think that I’m going to just let you, you’ve ignored me for weeks. Go home.” 

He scoffed, tilting his head. 

“It’s not like I meant it,” he complained, folding his arms across his chest. 

“Look, whatever you meant by it, we’ll talk later. I’ve gotta get ready for the party later.”

“At Nick’s?” 

“Who else’s?” You retorted, opening your front door and backing inside of it. 

Kylo tried to follow you inside, like he had done so many times prior, but you shoved him back gently. 

“Go home, Kylo.” 

As you shut the door behind you, you sighed, leaning against it for a second. You closed your eyes, before remembering that you did actually have to get ready. 

You put on your clothes, did your hair and makeup before heading back downstairs and strolling out to your car. You put the key into your beetle, heading down the street to pick up friend after friend. 

You gossiped a bit, letting them know exactly what Kylo had done, being met with scoffs and laughter. 

“He really thought he could do that to you?” Your best friend, Tori asked, lighting the joint in her hand. 

You pursed your lips, nodding slowly, inhaling off the joint when it was passed to you. You sat there at the red light, joint between your fingers. You passed it behind you to your other friend, relaxing against your seat. Before you knew it, you were at Nick’s house. 

You all got out, locking your car before you walked up to the front door. Tori finished off the joint, dropping it to the ground and stepping on it. She knocked on the door, being greeted by none other than Kylo. 

He had his somehow-still-girlfriend, Katherine, on his arm. He gave you a warm smile when he saw you and you met him back with a look that could pierce skin. Tori met him with the same look, grabbing your arm and pushing past him, so all five of you could shove past the two of them. 

When you were all inside, the other three friends found their way to alcohol, with you and Tori not too far behind them. She handed you a cup, both of you leaning back against a wall, observing where to go next in the house. 

You mentioned being pissed at Kylo, which Tori already knew. 

“Listen, forget about him, get drunk, get laid, get even,” she responded, grinning at you from ear to ear. 

She played a good wing-woman, and was insistent on getting you laid. You’d have multiple conversations that night, Tori including herself and letting guys know how available you were. That was until Adam Sackler made it known that he was there. You had a slight crush on him awhile back, and still found him quite attractive. 

“Sackler, how’s it going?” Tori grinned, putting her hand on your lower back to shove you forward. 

“Good as always, ladies,” he responded, shooting you a smirk. 

Sackler wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him. The cologne he used made you melt, he smelled so good. You leaned against him, breathing in deep. You lost yourself in conversation, not even realizing Kylo had joined in after awhile. 

He butted in by clearing his throat, arms across his chest. He eyed you and Sackler, clearly showing something was bothering him. It didn’t bother you, in fact it made you happy that he had to see you hanging all over one of his best friends. You took a sip from your cup, turning your head to your so-called best friend. 

“Came to ask if you wanted to smoke a joint with the guys, Sackler,” Kylo mentioned, motioning to the front door. 

“I’m in,” Sackler responded, letting go of you, taking a drink from his beer. 

Kylo grinned at him, letting him move past your small group, turning back to you and grabbing you by the wrist. He shot an apology at Tori before dragging you up the stairs. You fought him, trying to tug away, though it was absolutely no use. 

He shoved you back into an empty room, shutting and locking the door behind him.

“What do you think you’re fucking doing?” You raised your voice, setting your drink down on the desk nearby. 

“Making sure my best friend, which is you, by the way, knows that Sackler does not want anything romantic!” 

“Who said it was romantic, Kylo?” You retorted back at him, mouth slightly agape in disgust at the fact he thought he was somehow saving you. 

“You don’t need to get used by that guy!” He shouted, crossing his arms. 

You rolled your eyes, scoffing at him. 

“Yet you’re getting used by Katherine?” You spoke, an fake innocent look upon your face. 

“I’m not getting used, okay?” 

His brows furrowed, showing just how flustered he was on his face. You pursed your lips at him, eyes drifting around the room. You couldn’t look him in the eyes, you would end up laughing at him. 

You turned away from him, unlocking the door when Kylo forcefully turned you around, pinning you to the wall. Your eyes bounced between both of his, still wondering how you got into this situation. 

“Kylo.” 

The dark-haired male crashed his lips down onto yours before even mustering a response, his hands above your shoulders, making you unable to move. You pulled away, making a noise of disgust at him, shaking your head. 

“Do you think I’m that easy?” You asked, crossing your arms. 

Kylo didn’t have a response for that. He backed away from you, a small “sorry” leaving his lips. You had no idea how drunk he was, obviously enough to think he could make up to you with a makeout session. 

You turned around from him, finally unlocking the door. As you were exiting the room, Kylo muttered something, but you weren’t exactly sure of what he was saying. 

You finally met up with Tori again, who was with the three others, and Sackler. You lacked a drink, which Sackler noticed immediately and offered you to nurse off his freshly opened beer. 

The rest of the party was decently enjoyable, involving you on Sackler’s arm the rest of the night. When it was finally time to leave, you pushed your four drunk friends back into your car, leaving them there while you said goodbye to Adam. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, hanging on him for a minute. 

His arms greeted your hips, leaning down and pecking a kiss on your lips. You smiled against his lips, pulling him in for another kiss. When you pulled away, you looked past his shoulder, noticing Kylo in the back, near the front door. His girlfriend was nowhere in sight, yet his eyes pierced through Sackler, straight to you. You pulled away from the male in front of you, backing up to your car. 

You leaned against it, Sackler insisting he fit into the car with you guys so you would take him home. You shook your head, giving him a wide grin, you knew exactly what his plans were. 

You pecked at his lips once more before fully saying goodnight and entering your car.

***

You lay in your room, two days later.

You were wondering if you were even still going to the concert with Kylo, or if he was really going to take his girlfriend at this point. 

You heard a knock at your window, sitting up instantly. You looked over, seeing Kylo trying to open your window. You opened it for him, backing away so he could get into your room. 

“Don’t speak to me at the party, then ignore me some more?” Kylo questioned, sitting on your window sill. 

You flopped back onto your bed, shaking your head. 

“First off, you wanted to be with Katherine the entire night, so no, Kylo, I’m not speaking to you anymore. In fact, I don’t even know that I want to be around you anymore,” you retorted. 

Kylo stared at you, open-mouthed at what you had just said. You could tell it instantly hurt his feelings, and as much as you felt bad, it needed to be said. 

“Why does it bother you if I’m with Katherine?” He responded, voice a bit shaky, “it bothers you to the point of I’m no good to be around?” 

Your hands fell out in front of you, motioning for him to stop talking. 

“It’s not that you’re no good to be around, it’s that you’re a dick for cheating on her and letting her do it back.” 

He shrugged, still as if to say how that was your problem. He’d be right if you weren’t in love with him. 

Kylo stood up in front of you, one hand pushing his locks out of his face. The silence was deafening, both of you sitting there awkwardly, unsure of what to say next. You moved your hands around, moving one to touch your face, looking up at the male in front of you. 

Kylo fell to his knees suddenly in front of you, hands on either side of your lap. He just sat there, taking a sharp inhale. His hands moved to your thighs, squeezing them. He looked up at you, pursing his lips.

“I’m sorry for making her more important in my life.” 

You gave him a pitiful smile, shrugging at him. You placed both of your hands on his cheeks, rubbing your thumb over his lower lip. 

“She just doesn’t deserve you, not like I do,” you whispered, eyes trailing down his face. 

A grin widened upon his lips, tilting his head to the side. He got the child-in-a-candy-store look in his eyes once again, leaning up slightly. You felt his breathe touch your lips, but held yourself back from kissing him. 

“Nobody deserves me like you do,” he breathed, eyes fixated on your lips. 

He leaned in, smashing his lips against yours for what felt like the first time in forever. It was needy, teeth clashing, and absolutely everything you craved from him. He moved on top of you, your legs wrapped around his waist. 

Kylo’s hips ground down onto yours, eliciting a moan from you. He hummed against your lips, pulling away for a moment. You both took deep breaths, hips rocking against each other. Kylo’s hand found its way under your shirt, hand squeezing at your breast. 

“Need you,” he murmured out, leaning down and biting at your lower lip. 

You whined at him, grinding your hips against his again. He nodded, placing his hand on your jawline. 

He clashed your mouths together once again, finding a way to get your pants off of you while his lips were against yours. Before you knew it, you felt his cock rubbing against your center, sitting your body up on your elbows. 

“No foreplay?” You breathed out, eyeing his cock. Even from the last time you two had sex, you were extremely worried about how he was going to fit,  even then it left you sore for days. 

“Sorry, just so excited to be inside of you.” 

He delved two fingers inside of you, making you arch your back, moaning out for him. Kylo chuckled, shaking his head. 

“I haven’t even done anything to you!” 

The innocent look on his face was enough to drive you mad, and you begged for him to make you moan even more for him. 

“Tell me what you want me to do to you,” he breathed, pumping his fingers in and out of you. You moaned out for him, finding it hard to make words come out of your mouth. 

“Want you to choke me, fuck me like she wouldn’t let you,” you whimpered out when he stopped moving his fingers. He smirked at you, loving what he was hearing.

“You’re fucking dirty when you want to be.”

Kylo pulled his fingers out of you, making you whimper at the loss of contact. He pushed his fingers into your mouth, making you suck on them. You moaned at the taste of yourself, and you were sure he could feel his cock get harder at the sound. 

“You’re gonna take all of my cock, got that, doll?”

You nodded, leaving Kylo to thrust into you. You moaned out for him, gasping as you took every inch of him. He bottomed out inside of you, letting out small groans and swears. 

Kylo took off at a relentless pace, hand finding your throat. He pressed you into your mattress, his other hand finding countless places on your body to grope and squeeze. He pounded you, the sound of his balls slapping against your skin filling the room. Gasps and soft moans followed, your arms finding his shoulders, scratching at the skin. 

He let out groans, loving the feeling of your nails digging into him. He slowed his pace a bit, taking the time to grind up against you between each thrust, making sure you could feel just as good as he was feeling. Kylo filled your neck with plenty of small bites, slapping the side of your ass with his free hand. 

He threw both of your legs over his shoulders, both of his hands taking yours and pinning them above your head. You squeezed at his fingers intertwined in yours, clenching your walls around him. He rolled his hips up against yours, making your furrow your brows in pleasure. 

Kylo bit at your jawline, sucking and nipping along his journey back to your neck. Muttering how good you were for him nearly sent you over the edge. Before you knew it, you were cumming all over his cock, your head thrown back in pure ecstasy. 

Your body tensed up around his cock, practically unable to move. He picked his pace up, thrusting harshly into you as you came down from your high. One of his hands found your clit, rubbing circles, easily overstimulating you. Your body jerked upward, nearly trying to find a way to get away from him, it was too much. 

“No no, take it,” he growled. 

His hand held your hips down, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he continued to thrust into you. 

“Close,” he growled out, picking up the pace of his hips. 

Kylo abruptly stopped and you could feel his thick ropes of cum coating your walls. He slowly began to move as he came down from his high, eyes fluttering as he moved. 

When he finally pulled out of you, he fell next to you on your bed, immediately pulling you into his body. 

You curled up to him, bodies sweaty, yet perfectly intertwined. Kylo planted a kiss on your forehead, grinning. You listened to his heartbeat, tracing little shapes into his chest. This was the Kylo you wanted to keep forever, the happy completely focused on you version. 

“Much better on a bed.”

You chuckled, kissing his chest.

“So much better.” 

“You know I love you right?” 

You grinned, lifting your head to look at Kylo. He leaned his head up as well, pecking at your lips gently. You smiled against his lips, kissing all over his cheeks and jawline. 

“All I wanted was to hear you say that!” You exclaimed, giggling at him, “now, could you please break up with her?” 

Kylo got that look on his face again, sighing. 

“Yeah, yeah, I will.”

That still didn’t give you any hope, but you really wanted to leave the moment be. 

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medjool dates

an: an anxious sackler is worried he’s not doing enough for your pregnancy

cw: pregnancy, that’s it

“Two dates four times a week, ginger tea, oh, and fucking lentils!” Tako took a quick swig of her beer.

“Prenatal vitamins, too.” She added, glancing over at Adam. His face was drained of all color, lips almost purpling.

“Caroline never did any of that shit.”

His mind was racing. He crumpled a wad of cash on the shellacked counter and rushed out of the bar.

Adam’s long strides carried him down fifth to the nearest drug store.

He passed by the stacks of red, plastic shopping baskets, opting to hoard his selections in his hands.

His arms overflowed with rattling bottles of prenatal vitamins, ginger tea, zinc and iodine supplements.

“Dates, I need dates. Where the fuck are dates?” He mumbled to himself, making a sharp turn into the next aisle.

He exhausted aisle after aisle, no dates.

He dumped all of his items on the counter, anxiously tapping his fingers on the surface while the clerk scanned each item painfully slowly.

The warm air hit his face as he shoved through the door. He cursed and fumbled with the bag, looping the handles and securing it with a knot.

He ran to the nearest yuppie health food store he could find.

“Medjool dates,” he struggled through the new word. He eventually decided that had to be what Tako was talking about, and snatched the $8.99 container from the shelf.

In hopes to avoid one of the talkative cashiers pulling him into a conversation about the extremely expensive Medjool dates, he approached the self checkout, paying with haste.

He ran home, just as he had from the bar and from store to store.

He was anxious. To him, this was a time sensitive issue. You needed those things as soon as possible. He wouldn’t allow another day to pass where you didn’t eat dates, didn’t take vitamins, didn’t consume ginger in some form. Fuck, maybe prenatal yoga was a thing too.

Your front door slammed into drywall and you winced. You’d told him time and time again he was making a crater on the wall with the doorknob.

You stood with a hand cradling your belly, heading to the kitchen to scold him when he accosted you first in your room.

“Sit back down.”

“Adam what’s all this about-”

“You’re only a couple months pregnant, there’s still time.”

“What are you talking about?”

He fished through the plastic bag, pulling out each item and presenting them with a brief explanation. He was completely frantic, and his words jumbled together with how fast he was speaking.

You padded over to your bed in your slippers and Adam’s face fell. “I’m serious! This is important to me, and it should be to you too!”

“Adam, honey, I have prenatal vitamins.” You pulled open your nightstand drawer and shook the half-full bottle. “Right here, see? They have all the vitamins I need. And now I have enough prenatal vitamins to last me through at least two more pregnancies.” You gestured to his full hands.

He sat on the end of the bed, putting his face in his palms. “I should’ve- I should’ve known all this. Tako- she started telling me all these things I didn’t know, and I just had to get to you.”

You sat next to him and rubbed soft circles on his tensed back.

“I know you’re scared, but we’re already doing all that we can, okay?”

He nodded a bit, lifting his head to look at you. You smiled.

“You know, I’ve heard foot rubs are really good for the positioning of the baby’s head.” You seemed entirely serious to him. Instantly, he was yanking your leg up and tugging off your fuzzy slippers and socks.

You broke out into a laugh and he looked up at you, dumbfounded. “I’m kidding, Adam.”

He did it anyway.

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week one recap: sextember 2023

we're officially a week into sextember and it's been a blast so far!! I'm very proud of myself for sticking to it and keeping up my pace on writing. I'm really enjoying doing this for y'all and I hope you're enjoying the pieces!

more fics are on the way and will be posted up until sextember wraps next friday (sept. 23rd).

** as the event title suggests, all of these works have SMUT. so minors stay away, do not interact with these works or any of my 18+ content. **

here's a list of all the works that were released on week one of sextember:

Drive-In {flip zimmerman x reader} (525 words)

Fireside {clyde logan x reader} (1.19k words)

My Pumpkin {adam sackler x reader} (1.13k words)

A Masked Escapade {jacques le gris x reader} (1k words)

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sextember taglist: @rynwritesstuff @safarigirlsp @babbushka @mrs-zimmerman

if you’d like to be tagged in future sextember works, please let me know via comment on this post or the original sextember post!

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