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daddy-issues-99 · 9 months

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Venom x Reader Smut

In my last poll y'all voted for a Venom fanfic and I got the message 😏

Plot: you want to shower but feel uncomfortable with Venom watching you and iykyk

Afab reader, shower sex, size kink, biting, blood, fingering, praise, a little degration, aftercare

The last few days had been pure hell. Nothing but conflict and a new roommate.

You sat curled up on your couch, knees held tight to your chest. You were so tired. You had been on alert for what seemed like days. All you wanted to do was shower and go to bed.

If only it were that simple. Everything you did was met with a deep voice inside your head. Every action, statement, movement; everything.

No way were you gonna try and shower with this thing looking at you and commenting on your every move.

You let out a sigh. You were so tired you didn't even care anymore. "Where are you going?"

"I'm talking a shower." "Finally, your thoughts were becoming annoying." This was gonna be a nightmare. You walked to the bathroom slowly discarding your clothes as you went leaving you just in your bra and panties when you got to the bathroom.

"You are a nice shape. I would rip you apart." He said as you turned on the shower. "You are such a fucking perv." You moved your hands to the hem of your panties wanting to take them off only to stand their blushing. You felt so exposed.

"Well?" He asked wondering why you just stood there. "You're making me nervous. This is to embarrassing." You said bringing your hands to cover your face.

As soon as your hands left your sides two black tendrils quickly pulled your underwear down. Before you could even react he had done the same to your bra, throwing them to the side.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" You yelled trying to cover your exposed figure.

"I am in your head. I am apart of you. I have already seen every part of your body." You just stood there baffled. "Don't be embarrassed, your look lovely. Go on, I won't judge darling."

You blushed at the comment. His voice made it even harder to remain neutral.

You carefully stepped into the shower and closed the door behind you. You let out an instant sigh of relief the minute the hot water made contact with your skin.

"You are relaxed." He stated in a matter of fact tone. "This is the most relaxed I've felt in days." You said rinsing shampoo out of your hair. "Why? You have no reason to be stressed." "I'm stressed because of you jackass!" You yelled with sarcasm in your voice.

In an instant you were pinned up against the shower wall as black tendrils fell into the floor forming a large figure with large teeth and bright white eyes. Small tendrils keeping the two of you conneced. His hand quickly went to your throat making sure you couldn't move.

"How dare you. I have given you an amazing opportunity and you insult me. You don't deserve my partnership." He said tightening his grip around your throat causing you to hold your thighs together.

He slowly looked down to see your thighs held tightly together. His face contorted into a wide smile. "Something you find amusing pet?" He asked squeezing your throat causing you to let out a small moan.

"Such a pathetic thing. Can't even answer a question." "I-Im not pathetic." You said trying to talk with his hand squeeze your airway. "Oh really? You say you hate me and yet your arousal is showing my darling." "I'm- I'm not-" "You can't hide how you truly feel. I'm a part of you. I can feel every sensation you do. Every thought that goes througg your head I see. Now tell me my darling, what do you want?"

"You."

"Good girl."

Venom leaned down to your neck leaving a trail of small bite marks just enough so it would draw blood which he happily licked up with his long tounge.

"This is going to hurt." He said before opening his jaw as wide as possible and biting your shoulder, his teeth sinking into your flesh. You screamed only for his free hand to quickly cover your mouth.

He licked up the blood and leaned back to see his work. "This mark will forever symbolize that You. Are. Mine. Do you understand?" You quickly nodded you head as a tear ran down your cheek. "Good."

With that the remaining tendrils still attached to your body quickly healed the bite leaving only the scars from his teeth.

"Please" "Please what?" He asked towering over you once more "Please touch me!" You whined.

"So desperate. I think you'll like this." With that he directed your head down to where his tendrils formed into a large cock. Your eyes widened in shock. "V, how is that gonna fit?"

"We'll just need a little extra help." His hand moved down to your clit rubbing slow painful circles. You head fell into his chest as you let out breathy moans.

"Look at you, so desperate for me. Pathetic." He let out a low laugh continuing his assault on your clit. "I-Im not-" You cried out and buried your head back in his chest, gripping his shoulders as he quickly inserted one of his large fingers inside you.

"You were saying?" He said contorting his face into a smirk. "Mm fuck you." "Oh I intend to. Or shall I stop?" He said as he began to pull away from you. "No! I-I'm sorry just please touch me!" "As you wish."

He continued his pace as he added another finger. Every thrust was pure bliss and you could feel your orgasm building. "Cum for me pet." Venom quickened his pace hitting your cervix with the tips of his fingers. You cringed thinking what his cock would do.

The knot in your stomach finally came undone with Venom thrusting in and out of you as fast as he could letting you ride out your high.

You opened your mouth letting out a loud moan only to be silenced when a long tounge filled your mouth,going down your throat giving you a makeshift kiss triggering your gag reflex.

"You did wonderful my pet. " Venom pulled his fingers out bringing his hand down to his cock. He rubbed your juices on his cock as a makeshift lube to try to prevent as much pain as possible.

Venom listed you by your waist as you quickly wrapped your legs around his torso holding yourself close to him. He pushed you back up against the shower aligning his cock between your folds rubbing the tip at your entrance.

You let out a whimper. "Don't worry. You will be okay. If it's to much you can bite down on my shoulder." With that he slowly began to lower you down onto his cock. You screamed instantly biting down onto his shoulder trying to silence your screams. Venom didn't even respond.

He stopped when you had taken in as much as you could, still leaving some of his cock exposed. "Your so tight. Smaller than I thought." You didn't respond. Venom pressed you harder up against the wall and brought a hand up to brush through your hair. "You will be okay my darling."

He intertwined his hand in your hair slowly pulling your head back to look up at him. A tear ran down your cheek which he gently brushed off with his thumb. "Don't worry. If you need me to stop I will." He brought his forehead to rest against yours as you adjusted to his size.

After a moment you gave a small nod indicating that he could move. His thrusts were slow, only moving a few inches. At first it was painful but after a while it became pleasurable. You whined and buried your have in the crook of his neck.

He continued his thrusts slowly quickening his pace pushing himself as far in as he could. You quickly became a moaning mess, whispering curses of pleasure.

"Look at you. So needy, so pathetic. I love it." He roughly thrusted into you. "Say it." He said, his teeth gritted. "I'm pathetic! I'm nothing I'm pathetic!"

"Good girl." You buried your face in his neck, hiding the blush covering your face.

Venom continued his thrusts all concerns of being gentle thrown out the window. This was pure lust. Rough, sloppy thrusts. Every one hitting your sweet spot. You rolled your hips forward giving your clit more friction.

"V, I'm close." "Cum for me, cum on my cock. Prove I'm the only being who could ever bring you this much pleasure." Your gripped his shoulders as he quickened his thrusts, holding onto your hips tight enough to leave a bruise.

The knot in your stomach came undone. You screamed in pure pleasure as Venom continued his pace allowing you to ride out your high. Venom soon followed coating your walls with ropes of cum.

Venom pulled out of you setting you back down on your feet. You fell limp and Venom quickly wrapped his arms around you as you rested your head against his chest.

Venom shifted you so the shower watter was hitting your back. He grabbed the washcloth and some soap and began to gently wipe away the thin layer of sweat that had formed. He continued cleaning you off making sure to get every part of you and carefully rinced you off.

He turned off the focet and picked you up bridal style resting you on your sink. He grabbed a towel and wrapped in around you drying you off. He wrapped the towel around you and grabbed a hairbrush, slowly brushing your hair sending shivers down your spine.

You rested your head against his chest lazily trying to keep you eyes open. Venom gently caressed your hair whispering sweet nothings.

He picked you up, holding you close to his chest as you absentmindedly played with the hem of the towel. He gently placed you down on the bed giving you one final kiss as he slowly absorbed back into your body.

"I love you V." "I love you to my darling." With that a tendil quickly formed from your hip and pulled the blanket over you as you drifted off to sleep.

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rafeysbafey · 5 months

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hey! i love your fics and was wondering if you could do a fic based on mitskis song ‘my love mine all mine’ ( mostly the part “nothing i do belongs to me”)

I was thinking maybe reader thinks rafe is using her for s-x and maybe she thinks that rafe doesn’t love her and becomes distant?

if you can’t it’s totally okay! 🩷🎅🏻

LOWKEY dont know how to feel abt this fic i feel like i went off track im so sorry in advance

you sat in silence with the comforter pulled up to your chest as your eyes trailed after rafe, watching as he left to start a shower.

no aftercare, no checking to see if you were okay.

‘cause my love is mine, all mine

you and rafe were never dating, is what you had to constantly remind yourself.

but even with the whole ‘friends with benefits’ deal, he would still treat you like his girlfriend.

“coffee for you, m’lady,” he bowed, sticking out his hand to give you an iced latte.

you took it with a funny look, teasing him as you spoke, “is it poisoned?”

he gasped at your response, faking offense with sad eyes.

or when the two of you would lay in comfortable silence after sex, your body fitting perfectly next to his as he drew shapes across your skin.

“you hungry?” he asked, paying attention to how your stomach growled softly.

“only if you are.”

“ill take that as a yes,” he chuckled before grabbing his phone and typing in your favorite take-out restaurant.

but here you were, sitting in his bed by yourself as you listened to the water hit the tiled floor.

i love mine, mine, mine

deciding you weren’t going to wait for him, you slide out the bed and grabbed your clothes that were carelessly thrown across the room.

you didn’t hear much from him the day you left, but when it was close to midnight the next night, your phone pinged.

‘rafeeeeeee’

want 2 come ovr

you decided to ignore his text, not caring to respond as you tossed your phone to the side and continued to watch your show on Netflix.

the weekend went by with you ignoring rafe, leaving the boy confused as he left voicemails asking what was wrong.

it was cheesy, but you guys really didn’t spend even a day apart, always hanging out or sleeping over at each others houses.

you were getting ready for school when you heard a car honk outside, your brows furrowing together before realizing who it was.

rafe always picked you up for school, you just forgot to tell him not to today.

sighing, you answered the front door but froze when you came face to face with the boy, an iced latte in his hand and a frown covering his features.

“you’ve been ignoring me,” he automatically said, hurt laced in his voice as you stood there in silence.

“can we not do this right now?” you asked, voice quiet as if someone else were listening to the conversation.

“i just want to know why my girl hasn’t been responding to my texts or calls.”

your body flinched ever so slightly at the words ‘my girl,’ catching you off guard as you looked at him in shock.

“im not ‘your girl,’ rafe,” you stated, although the quiver in your voice seemed to give it away.

“you’re always my girl-”

“then why have you been treating me so different lately?”

nothing in the world belongs to me

it was his turn to freeze in place, mouth opening to speak but nothing coming out.

“I just-” he cut himself off before running his free hand through his hair, “i just got scared, okay?”

“scared of what?”

“falling in love with you!”

your eyes widened at his confession, rafe’s mouth immediately snapping shut at the realization.

“I shouldn’t have said that- i shouldn’t have said anything.”

“rafe,” you mumbled, eyes searching in his for any sign of regret or bluff.

“you shouldn’t be afraid, i think- no i know,” you corrected, “i know im falling for you.”

his shoulders fell in relief at your response, eyes lighting up as a small blush painted his face.

“really? you’re not just saying that, right?”

you let out a small laugh before shaking your head, “im not.”

“well, will you take this iced latte and make me the happiest man on earth, and be my girlfriend?” he stuck out the cup as he got on one knee.

“rafe you’re making this weird!” you laughed, grabbing both his shoulders and yanking him up.

“but yes, i would love an iced latte.”

“and?” he asked, brow raising as he pretended to get impatient.

“oh, yes i will be your girlfriend.”

but my love mine, all mine, all mine

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thot4ellie · 2 months

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oh sweetheart pt 3

pairing: boxer!ellie x f! jesses sister!reader

word count: 5.4k!!! longest part yet yay

rating: 18+ (smut will be coming in later parts)

warnings: dealer! boxer!ellie, weed, alcohol, boxing, kissing, joel is dead in this, talk of abusive relationship, smoking, they’re drunk but eveything is consensual ofc! lmk if im missing anything

summary: you and ellie share a moment and both of you admit it :)

author notes: hi everyone thank you for all the love on this series <<<333 this is a good one! not all the way edited yet but i wanted to post cause i finished it 20 minutes ago! sorry for the wait but i think maybe some smut in the near future ;) requests are open and id love any feedback. thank you for 200 followers and over almost 2000 likes!! this is unbelievable and im so grateful! pls let me know if u want to be added to the taglist!!!

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finally friday is here, it feels like you’ve been counting the minutes until you see her again. you woke up around eleven am and put water in the kettle to make yourself some tea as you went to the bathroom to get your morning routine done, paramore playing over your speaker in the bathroom. your routine is something you’ve started to build since you moved to try and keep your anxiety at bay, not all the time it works but its a good way to get your day started. you started with washing your face, brushing your teeth, then brushing the bedhead out of the mess you call hair.

a couple minutes later, you hear the kettle hiss and you make your way back to the kitchen and turn off the stove. you picked your favorite mug out of your cabinet and make your tea. leaving the kitchen, you went back to sit on the couch and think about a million different outcomes that would possibly happen tonight when you see her. you wonder if you’re reading too much into the way she talked to you, was she even flirting with you at all? or just being nice? did she just feel bad about seeing what happened outside her gym?

your phone buzzed in the mist of your thoughts on your and you read a text from dina telling you they’re leaving for the gym around 7 and if you wanted a ride. before responding you pulled up the weather app on your phone and decided you could walk there, its a warm summer day out again and by the time the sun fell, it would be cool enough to walk and it was only about 15 minutes from your house, that and leaving open the possibility that she would want to drive you home again.

you texted her back saying that you would just meet them there. you looked at the time seeing its about eleven thirty so you still have a while until you have to leave. you decided you were gonna be productive today. you did laundry and washed your sheets, did the dishes, vacuumed, cleaned the bathroom and made a sandwich for lunch even thought by now it was 4 o clock. as you were walking around your apartment, you made a mental note to try and find some nice thrift stores around to help you decorate your place. you made your way to your bathroom to shower for tonight.

you love taking long showers, its your guilty pleasure. thanking god that your landlord pays your water bill as you dried off from the shower, put on your strawberry lotion, a big black t-shirt and fuzzy socks to hang around in while you did your hair and minimal makeup. you couldn’t stop thinking about seeing her tonight. new girl was playing on the tv in your room as you finished the final touches on your face. doing light everything since its hot but still wanting to look nice for the occasion: finally seeing her again.

four episodes later and its 6 o clock so you change into a pair of black levi shorts and a green top. your hair and makeup still looked good from earlier so nothing to touch up but you still triple checked yourself. you wish you could have smoked today to help beat the nerves but you wouldn’t have anything until tonight, smiling to yourself thinking of you and her on the phone both laughing when you asked if she was bribing you. you slipped on your converse, grabbed your bag, and locked the front door behind you and started making your way to ellie’s gym.

you got there around seven and you didn’t see jesses car yet but you did see hers. ellie’s beat up 2000 green honda cry sat in a spot towards the back of the parking lot. memories of you leaning on her window practically admitting you liked when she called you sweetheart and the peaceful feeling of comfortable silence you both held.

you heard someone call your name in the distance to turn and see dina getting out of the car, you were so concentrated on ellies car you didn’t even see them pull in. you made your way over and greeted them with a hug as dina wrapped your arm in hers and dragged you in with her, jesse following behind. you tried to calm your nerves but it just wasn’t working. not nervous about being here, even after what happened outside with the man last time, but of seeing her again. you’ve only spoken to her a handful of times but you thought of her more times than you can count.

as soon as you made it closer towards the front door, it was loud, like the first time you were here. loud people, loud lights, loud everything but now knowing it was ellie’s changed it. jesse held the door as dina went in first and you both followed. florescent lights beamed from above you, shining on the sweaty bodies in the gym. it was just like it was the first time you came. your nerves followed you everywhere, but it was worth seeing her again.

you went in and dina guided you guys to the same table you had last time. you wonder if they sit here every time. you looked around for ellie but you didn’t see her anywhere. you saw her car so she has to be here.

dina and jesse got up to go get drinks from the makeshift bar while you sat and waited for them to bring back your drink. you looked over to them waiting their turn when you heard something behind you.

“hey sweetheart,” she whispered close to your ear, and before you could respond she pulled out the the seat next to you and sat down.

“hey ellie,” you said almost startled. she was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, a black t shirt and all her tattoos were showing this time. it was almost mind blowing seeing her and you couldn’t even explain what it did to you. you don’t understand why a girl you barely know has this effect on you.

“i told you to call me el,” she said and laughed kindly towards you, “i have the stuff for you” she finished.

“oh thank you, i’d hope so considering that’s the reason i came,” you joked.

“wait you mean you didn’t come to see me?” she said sounding fake hurt.

“that was just a plus,” you flirted. dina and jesse came back to the table with the drinks before she responded to you and they both greeted ellie as they sat.

“hey els we didn’t see you before we ordered the drinks, i can go get one for ya?” jesse asked her.

“nah i’ll wait til the next round, thanks though” she told him. she smiled at you and the conversation started between all four of you, before you knew it an hour and a half passed, you had more three more rounds and just enjoyed your friday night. the match started and you find it so convenient that you can still see the ring from where the table is so theres no need to get up and watch considering its not ellie up there.

you watched for a bit until it was coming to the end, cheering erupted and ellie told dina and jesse that she was going out for a smoke, before she got up, she leaned over to you and whispered “you coming sweetheart?” softly in your ear, her face inches away from yours, then she moved back and smiled. she held out her hand and you held it as she pulled you up with her as you blushed so hard, you swear you turned into a tomato.

your eyes stayed on her hand holding yours and the beautiful moth tattoo covering her arm, not believing that she’s actually touching you again. you followed behind her as she moved with you through the gym towards the door, as you walked out still hand in hand you saw the side of the building, it was the same place she defended you the first time you met her.

she lead you over to a bench that you never even realized was there. your hands broke as you both sat, she went pull out her cigarette pack and the lighter from her back pocket when she noticed you were staring at her still. she smirked as she opened the pack, and surprisingly pulled out a joint. she put it in her mouth and brought the lighter up to it before telling you “its not polite to stare sweetheart.”

you blushed and looked away as soon as she said it. she laughed and she passed the joint to you, you told her you just couldn’t help it. and you really couldn’t, she’s breathtaking. the way her freckles danced across her whole face, her eyes had a small tint of brown circling her iris, the scar on her right eyebrow, the way her lips just sat perfectly on her face. you so badly want to reach out and touch them again.

you hit it a couple times, you are sure your cheeks haven’t been back to normal since you saw her and you wonder if she’s noticed. you passed her back the joint and she staring at you taking in every detail of you too as she brought it to her mouth and took a hit. blowing out the smoke she smirked, and said “i can’t either sweetheart.”

she leaned back against the bench, legs spread a little as she handed you the joint and asked, “so what brought you here besides jesse?” she acquired. you told her about living in brooklyn, above the cafe you worked and how your time spent there wasn’t totally great but the real reason was running from a shitty past, you weren’t ready to tell her specifics but you told her that’s why you left, you had to get away from what happened there but it was more like who. she told you she understood and then she told you “well i’m glad you’ve made your way here sweetheart.”

you don’t know if it was the alcohol or weed but you sat outside on the bench for another 20 minutes, smoking and laughing as you talked about so much: you talked about the tv shows you’re both watching, the albums you had on repeat, the guilty pleasures you both had and what you both did in your free time. you spoke to one another like you’ve known each other for years. it just feels so good to talk to someone like this again.

she learned that your parents live in portland, so moving coasts was a big deal but you felt like you were on auto-pilot growing up and you knew you had to get out when you could, she learned that you dropped out of college two years and haven’t made any plans to go back but you would like to. you told her a couple funny stories about you and jesse growing up and she laughed at them all.

you found out that she plays guitar and that she spends time drawing and journaling. you learn that ellie was adopted when she was 14, she grew up in boston, and she has an older sister named sarah but that she doesn’t come around much anymore since she gotten married. she told you that her dad passed away from a heart attack about a year ago and since then, her and her uncle tommy.

“im sorry to hear about your dad els” you sympathized.

“its okay sweetheart, just fucking sucks sometimes.” she responded softly as she put the joint out next to her and slipped it back in her cigarette pack. instead this time she pulled out a cigarette and lit that this time. she slid it in her pocket before she stood up off the bench, offering you her hand again and said you should probably head back inside.

you grabbed her warm hand and stood up to follow her, you started the walk towards the side door but before she opened it, she turned around to you and faced you.

“hey sweetheart?” she asked.

“yes els?” you waited for her to continue, her hand still covering yours.

“im glad you came sweetheart, this was nice, i mean as nice as it gets sitting on the side of this place,” she laughed softly, you felt like she was closer than ever but maybe because you just wanted her to be, “you know, id love to do this again.. and maybe play you something on my guitar.. if you want.” she said almost nervously, feeling the urge to look away from you.

“i would love that els.” you said, looking up from staring at your hands together to smiling in her face. you cant believe she asked you, part of you prayed she would, you knew there was a connection here. she realized it too. your eye contact never faded as you stood here.

“great, im looking forward to it more than you know,” she told you sweetly. she let go out hand and you felt slight disappoint in your heart as you assumed she was going to turn around and open the door and this moment would be over. instead, she brought her hand up to your face and let it rest on your cheek as she brushed her thumb over it. the touch of her warm hand sent sparks through your body this time and you couldn’t be bothered moving as she grew closer to you.

“you have no idea how much i wanna kiss you right now.” she whispered, from only what felt like two inches away from your lips. fuck, you thought silently. she was so close to you, you could feel her breathe as she spoke.

“please do it.” you practically whined, you couldn’t take this anymore. all you wanted to do was feel her lips on yours. after you spoke, you felt her thumb move from your cheek to brushing your lips softly. the drinks you had definitely brought out your confident and the want you had for her.

“oh sweetheart,” she purred towards you, “how badly i want to but it has to be more special than this.” she said moving her thumb back to your red cheek.

“just as long as it happens el,” you responded, breathing heavier as your nerves grew in anticipation.

she nodded as she slowly moved her hand off your face and brought it down to your hip and gave it a squeeze, still smiling at you as she reached to open the door and let you through in front of her.

you walk back into the gym and went to find jesse and dina. you saw jesse at the bar and ellie went over to him, telling you she was getting more drinks. you went over to dina at the table and took a seat next to her. you asked her how the match went and she told you same as always and nothing crazy this time.

“you guys were out there for a while, whats up with that?” dina asked while smirking and wiggling her eyebrows at you.

“dina…” you laughed, “we just smoked and talked for a bit.” you replied to her.

“sureeee that’s all, we see the way you look at her!”, she squealed, “and the way she looks at you, it just seems pretty obvious.”

you laughed and told her that nothing happened yet but you did admit to her that you wanted it to.

“stop we knew it!” she laughed loudly and hit the table in excitement. you pulled your hands to your face that was full of embarrassment.

“what do you mean you knew it, was it obvious?” you gasped. your eyes darting towards ellie at the makeshift bar.

“to me and jesse yes.” she told you still smiling over the fact that her two friends maybe starting something new soon.

as you went to reply, the drinks were on the table, jesse and ellie were back already at the table pulling their chairs. the conversation between you and dina came to a halt as you all started talking. you all sat, conversing and finished your last round by the time it hit around 11 pm. you were getting tired and you were definitely drunk after all the rounds of drinks everyone bought. the matches ended an hour ago and you guys were the last few people left besides the lady behind the bar and a couple stragglers paying their tab and chatting.

“hey i think me and d are gonna head out,” he said looking over to dina, who was definitely feeling all the drinks she had, he laughed and said, “this one needs to make it home into bed. can you make it home okay? i can take you now if you need” he asked talking to you.

“no i’m gonna take her home.” ellie cut in before you could respond. you looked at her and smiled as jesse told you to text when you both got home safe. he helped dina up and they made their way to the door. your eyes followed til they left and then you turned to ellie, who was already staring at you.

“that okay sweetheart? that i take you home again?” she asked smirking towards you.

“yeah els, that’s okay.” you blushed as she stood up and put her hand out for the third time tonight. you connected your hands again. touching her had your skin was burning up. you followed her into a back office. paperwork, receipts, and random things littered the room. as you looked around and saw a decent couch, a safe in the corner and a coffee area on a little table and a large desk with folders and boxes of things you didn’t know.

you watched as ellie disconnected your hands to go over to pick up her backpack from the side of the couch and then she grabbed a jacket she had hanging over the deck of the chair to the desk, she slid it over her shoulders then grabbed a piece of paper, writing something non legible from where you were standing. she smiled when she turned towards you and held her arm out motioning to the door for you guys to exit.

the stragglers were gone and the bartender bid ellie goodnight as she walked out the front door. you walked the distance of the gym and made it to the door with ellie, she leaned over and turned the lights off and then held the door opened for you.

you told her thank you and she nodded towards you, “i think we should walk, it’s not far from your apartment.” she spoke looking towards you for confirmation as she turned and locked up the gym for the night.

“that’s okay but how are you going to get home without your car?” you asked. you didn’t want her walking home alone either, you knew she could handle herself but still, the thought made you worry.

“i’m only 5 minutes away from you actually so its not far, ill be back for my car tomorrow.” she told you. you nodded and both of you continued to walk the sidewalk in a comfortable silence next to each other. you glanced up at the sky, noticing the stars and the way the moon beamed over the city. it was so much cooler now than it was earlier and you moved to brush over the goosebumps that covered your arms. ellie noticed your movement and took off her jacket. you turned when you noticed what she was going and told her, “no its okay we’ll be there soon i don’t need it.”

“sorry sweetheart, got to make sure you stay warm.” she smirked as she put it over your shoulders and watched as you put your arms in. you smiled to her as you readjusted it and continued the walk to your place. the smell of her engulfed you and you’ve never felt so comfortable.

“its so beautiful.” you whispered, “and quiet, new york was never like this. they don’t lie when they say the city never sleeps ya know?” you finished.

the city you moved to that you wish you could escape from. the shitty and abusive relationship you wish you could leave behind. the things you tried the most to forget. you never spoke about it, you just ran. the city you wished had better memories connected with it. but now all you want is to create new memories.

when you moved across the country, you told yourself that you’re not getting into anything here because you know you need to heal from the those years of abuse and insecurity so the last thing you expected was to meet ellie and end up feeling this way about her. you don’t want this to happen and you ruin it because you aren’t okay but with her, you feel like you could be okay one day.

“i could only imagine, boston was a busy place too but not the same, it always is quiet here.” she chuckled softly.

“i love it, things finally seem calm now.” you smiled as you looked her. she took in the sight of you in her jacket and she loved it. she can only imagine seeing you wear her t shirts… or nothing at all. she shook the thoughts from her head but she just couldn’t help it. you were the most beautiful girl she’d ever seen. you were breathtaking. she couldn’t believe she’d met someone like you in this shitty small town.

the town where her dad and her moved, and the memories of them together haunted her. now that he was gone, she knew a piece of her was missing. things were incomplete without him. he was all she thought about, the guilt of what happened and how she couldn’t do anything to stop it.

the only time ellie wasn’t thinking about joel was when she was thinking about you, she was grateful that she met you. she didn’t know what this was going to turn into but she hoped it would be something. she sees the effects she has on you and she wishes she really knew how to communicate with you that she feels the same way about you.

you continued the walk in a comfortable silence, both of you wrapped in your thoughts of each another and eventually made it to the front of your building. you turned to face her with a smile,“here i am,” you spoke softly to her, not wanting the night to come to an end.

“here you are, thank you for letting me take you home sweetheart, call it peace of mind,” she admitted.

“thank you for walking me els… do you want to come up?” you said without a thought. you didn’t know if this is was the alcohol talking but you know you didn’t regret it when you said it and you wish that’s what you could blame it on but you knew you wanted this even sober.

“if you want me to sweetheart” she smirked as she responded.

you stepped closer to her as you looked at her, only a couple inches away from her face, watching her eyes move from your eyes to your lips. you knew you both could feel the tension.

“please just say yes.” you sighed wishing you could feel her lips on yours already.

“okay sweetheart, lets go.” she pulled away but connected your hands and it took you a second to recognize that she agreed. you turned around, suddenly nervous about the fact that she’s going to see where you spend your days. you opened the door to the lobby, and ellie held the door as you both walked in. she followed you up the stairs by the front, and you made your way to the front door as you held ellie’s hand in one and used the other to pull your keys from your bag.

you unlocked the door and you brought ellie in with you before the door was shut and you were locking it. you took off her jacket and put it on your coat rack and turned to look at her.

“okay it’s kind of a mess so i’m sorry but-“ you started before she cut you off.

“sweetheart, your place is practically spotless, you should see mine.” ellie laughed.

you laughed as you pulled ellie over to the green couch that took up a lot of your living room but it was a dream purchase and you loved it. you told ellie to take a seat as you walked over to the kitchen and grabbed some water for you both. as you were walking back towards her, she was digging around in her backpack. as you placed the waters down and took a seat, she pulled out weed in a jar and handed it to you.

“here this is yours.” she said.

“oh thank you! i totally forgot, do you want to smoke now- fuck i don’t think i have anything to roll with.” you told her as you went to open the windows in your living room.

instead of saying anything, she reached back into her backpack and pulled out a jar of already rolled joints.

“i came prepared.” she laughed, “and you won’t owe me anything for that.” she said, motioning to the stuff she gave you as her hands were cracking open the jar of pre-rolls.

“ellie- no i’ll give you the cash,” but she shook her head no and brought the lighter to the joint between her lips.

“no, it’s on me, don’t worry about it.” she responded as she took a hit.

“do you give other people weed for free?” you asked, looking at her as she was smoking while sitting next to you on the couch. you wish you could stay like this forever.

“only pretty girls that i like…” she said sweetly as you held eye contact as she handed you the joint.

“oh so you think i’m pretty?” you teased her as you took a hit.

“sweetheart, i think you’re the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen.” she told you. you instantly blush and look away from her, trying not to choke on the smoke you held in your lungs.

“thank you els, i think you’re beautiful.” you said to her. when you looked up, you saw her cheeks tint lightly as she grabbed the joint you held out to her.

“thanks sweetheart.” she said as she put the joint down on a cup at the table you’d been using as an ashtray and she brought her hand up and held your cheek like she did earlier. you couldn’t help yourself as you nuzzled your face into her warm hand. your eye contact only made the tension in the room worse.

“you really are beautiful… sweetheart, can i?” she asked as she looked down at your lips. you nodded and as she came closer, your lips just barely brushing, as she asked, “i need to hear you pretty girl.”

“yes please els- please just kiss me already.” you begged.

her lips were on yours before you could even realized this was actually happening. your lips moved slow together at first but you couldn’t help yourself from deepening the kiss as ellie brought her other hand up and tangled it in your hair as you moaned, her tongue slipped into your mouth, both of you tasting the weed and alcohol you consumed.

one of your hand rested against her chest and the other gripping her arm as you melted into the kiss. both ellie’s hands were in your hair now as your tongues continued to fight for dominance but you let her win and moaned again and she swallowed it as she kissed you.

ellie pulled your leg over her lap so you straddled her, never breaking your lips apart. your lips continued to move in sync as you grinded against her. her hands on your hips moving with you. your lips stay connected until you broke the kiss to come up for air and rested your forehead on hers.

“you okay sweetheart?” ellie panted as she caught her breath too.

“yes els just need a second.” you said as your eyes stayed shut while you tried to control your breathing. you couldn’t believe that you guys finally kissed. the tension was killing you both and now it’s finally happened.

“hey it’s okay, take your time sweetheart.” ellie said as she rubbed a hand along your thigh at a comfortable pace, brushing the cloth from your shorts as she moved it. she brought the other one up to your cheek and lifted your head to look at you. you looked tired and ellie didn’t want to take full advantage of you after you guys had been drinking and smoking all night.

“hey sweetheart, lets get you to bed, we’ll finish this another time i promise.” she said sweetly as you mumbled an “okay els thank you,” and moved off her lap to sit back on the couch. ellie stood up and offered her hand. you stood up and walked both of you to your bedroom.

you moved to sit on the edge of your king sized bed and ellie stood in front of you still holding your hand as you asked her if she wanted to stay the night because it was late and you didn’t want her walking home.

“sure sweetheart i’ll sleep on the couch, and only for your peace of mind.” she chuckled, thinking back to the conversation earlier.

“els we can share the bed, it’s okay, i’ll keep my hands to myself.” you joked and she laughed.

“i don’t think i’d be complaining if you couldn’t but i’m okay on the couch.” ellie insisted.

“els please just lay with me.” you said looking up at her as she moved her hand to rest on your cheek again.

“okay sweetheart.” she finally agreed.

you smiled up at her and you took ellie’s hand from your face and guided her into the bathroom connected to your room. she watched as you bent down and opened the sink cabinet and grabbed a toothbrush. you turned around and handed it to her with a smile. you guys brushed your teeth and then went back into your bedroom.

ellie stood here as you moved across the room to your dresser, and pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of shorts from your drawer and handed them over to ellie. she told you thank you and you smiled at her. ellie walked into the bathroom to change and you walked back to the dresser. you stripped yourself of your shirt and bra before throwing on a different oversized tee and changing your underwear. you didn’t even realize you were soaked after what happened on the couch.

ellie watched you as she leaned against the bathroom door frame as you untangled the sides of your underwear after you pulled them up.

“you’re perfect”, she thought in head before speaking out loud. “thanks sweetheart.” you turned around when ellie spoke, sending her a smile before you moved to your side of the bed, you grabbed the duvet and moved it so you both were able to get in your bed.

you and ellie laid facing each other in a comfortable silence as you were both growing incredibly tired. you felt your eyes starting to get heavy and felt ellie’s hand brush your hair back from your face so you kept your eyes open to look at her.

“el?” you whispered.

“yes sweetheart?” she spoke quietly back to you.

“i really like you… i don’t know if this is too early but it just feels right.”

“i feel it too sweetheart, i like you too so don’t worry,” ellie said softly, hand still holding your face, “now get some sleep, we’ll talk more in the morning pretty girl.”

“goodnight els.” you whispered.

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Get Her Out- Part 2

Here is the second part of my Evan x Reader X Eddie imagine, thank you all for the lovely feedback on the first part. I might do another follow up to this if anyone wants one. Let me know what you think.

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Evan Buckley Masterlist

Eddie Diaz Masterlist

Part 1

Summary: When a callout goes wrong and a bridge collapses, the whole team is in peril. Including (Y/n) and their unborn baby.

Enjoy.

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"Oh god."

"(Y/n)?" Hen paused in her administrations, halfway through with strapping the spare harness around Molly when (Y/n) gasped.

"No, no, oh boys…" Terror flooded (Y/n)'s voice as she dug her fingers so tightly into the radio on her shoulder that she almost snapped it in two. She could feel her body beginning to shake and her eyes closed as tightly as she could manage.

She needed the boys. Now.

"Baby what's wrong?" Evan latched his free hand around Eddie's shoulder and held onto him tight, stopping him from trying to get a harness on.

What was happening in that ambulance? Why was (Y/n) beginning to cry?

"I- oh, I think my water broke."

(Y/n) slammed her head back into the wall, trying in vain to stop herself from crying, but she couldn't help it. Tears began to sting in her eyes and soak down her face like she was starting to create a river. This couldn't be happening. Each breath ran away from her until she was gasping and panting, breathing so shallow she was barely taking any oxygen in at all.

Her hands rubbed up and down her thighs but she didn't dare look down at her stomach or her legs. She felt it. She felt her waters breaking, (Y/n) knew that was exactly what she had just felt. And the baby was starting to move again.

She kept her left hand smoothing up and down her damp thigh while her right hand pressed into her abdomen. She tried moving her hand in circles on her stomach to see if it would make her feel any better, but it didn't do anything. She could still feel the baby wriggling around like they were in distress, not knowing what was going on and it made her feel sick.

"Shit! Hen get Molly out, we're coming up for (Y/n) now."

Evan let go of Eddie and looped the harness around his shoulders and his waist. He buckled it tight until his chest ached from the bruises he was going to be littered in tonight. He gave a sharp tug on the rope until Chimney winched it tighter. It had to be tight so if he or Eddie fell in their ascent up the rubble, they wouldn't fall back down and get any more injuries.

"It's too early." (Y/n) panted as tears soaked down her face. She tried looking up from her stomach to look over at Hen, but her friend was just as conflicted.

She was acting captain. Hen knew her duty right now was to get Molly out and to safety so the boys could come in and get (Y/n) out. But all she wanted to do was rush across the ambulance and kneel down in front of her friend and try to assess her. Hen wanted to make sure (Y/n) was alright, she wanted to reassure her and hug her and tell her everything was going to be okay because the team were going to look after her.

They weren't even seven months yet. (Y/n) was barely scraping thirty weeks, this would be extremely premature if she had their baby now. She couldn't go into labour. She was trapped in the ambulance. She was hurt. She was in shock. This wasn't safe for their baby.

"Baby, baby it's okay. You-" Eddie cut himself off and tried to take a deep breath, the harness was making his chest tighter and cutting into his ribs. "You've been crashed about, your water breaking is reasonable right now. It doesn't mean the baby's coming, just that we need you in the hospital. We're coming up to get you now, alright?"

"Okay."

They could hear the panic in her voice. She wanted to listen and believe Eddie but she couldn't. (Y/n) knew her water breaking didn't mean the baby was coming. She had been in an accident, her abdomen and stomach had been crashed about, losing her amniotic fluid was somewhat expected.

But losing that fluid meant the baby wasn't safe. It meant she was going to have this baby premature, whether that was today, tomorrow, next week or next month. She wasn't going to reach full term now no matter what they did.

Why did she come out on this call at all?

Wouldn't it have been better if she was at the station, frantically panicking about her boys in this mess rather than being caught up in the middle of it like this?

If she were back at the station, she would have seen this mess on the news and panicked. She would have gone on the B-shift and come out to the rescue to try and help her team. Helping would of been preferable to being one of the injured who needed to be evacuated out. But the stress of having Eddie and Evan hurt in this situation, and her being back at the station, would that have been something that pushed her body into panic and made her ill too?

"The boys won't be long, (Y/n), you just stay calm. Okay Molly, are you ready?"

Molly brushed her hand against her cheek, wiping away a few stray tears as she nodded.

She felt guilty. She was okay, her broken leg was in a brace, she was laid on the stretcher. If Hen wanted to get (Y/n) out first, Molly could easily wait for them to come back up for her, but she knew they weren't going to do that. Clearly (Y/n)'s partners worked with her and they wanted to get her out. That meant Molly had to be out the way first.

(Y/n) tried to smile as she watched Hen ease Molly out and try to lower her down on the harness, but she didn't feel she could hold a brave face for very long.

None of this mattered anymore. Any what ifs or regrets (Y/n) had didn't matter because this was her situation, this was the mess she was caught up in and she couldn't do anything to change it now.

"Please stay with me," (Y/n) murmured softly as she began to rub her hand across her abdomen again.

She couldn't have the baby now. She couldn't lose them, not when she, Evan and Eddie had been so overjoyed about this baby. (Y/n) couldn't come this far just to lose them now.

She would do anything. She would go on maternity leave early, she would even go on bed rest, something (Y/n) despised when it rendered her useless. (Y/n) would stay on bed rest and take leave from work, she would even stay in the hospital if it kept her and her baby connected and stopped her from having them this early on.

Her body jumped back against the wall and she lifted her eyes from burning into her stomach to look at the side door up ahead of her.

Evan gripped the door and the side of the ambulance, tilting his head forward like his neck had broken. The climb up had aggravated his chest that was aching from how bluntly he had landed on the bonnet of the ambulance earlier. But as he heaved for breath and tried to steady himself, a tired, frightened smile pulled on his llips when he looked across and locked his eyes on his girlfriend.

"We're coming in." Evan kept his harness on but undid the clasp and it felt like he was a puppet whose strings had just been cut.

He lifted himself up and stepped inside, trying to be mindful of the broken equipment laid out around his feet. Needles, medicine viles, oxygen wires and tubes, tongue clamps, scalpals. Anything and everything Evan could think of was scattered around the floor and he had to trample over them all like a heard of elephants.

He could feel Eddie's hand on his shoulder as he hobbled in behind him, trying not to lean too much on Evan but he needed a bit of help. He was wheezing like he smoked sixty a day.

"Alright mi amor, let's take a look at you."

Eddie weaved around from behind Evan and slumped down to his knees on (Y/n)'s right side. He placed his hand down on her thigh and gave a loving squeeze, but he had to hold his breath when he glanced down at her legs. He didn't let the tight-lipped smile fade from his face and he didn't let the overwhelming panic grapple with him.

That was definitely her waters that had broken, and it looked like she had lost more amniotic fluid than he was praying for.

"Okay," He murmured to himself as he braced his left hand on the door behind (Y/n) and leaned over her, trying to look around. He needed to know what equipment they had close to hand that he could use.

But Eddie's eyes darted down to look at (Y/n) and his wheezing turned to light, delicate breaths when he felt her touch. Her fingers skimmed along his cheek before she grazed her fingertips along his jacket and around his harness near his broken, inflamed ribs.

"Are you okay?"

A breathless, croaky laugh left Eddie's lips before he leaned down and pecked her temple.

"I'll live. I don't want you worrying 'bout me, let's focus on you and this little one."

He only had a few broken ribs and he would have some extensive bruising, but other than that, Eddie was fine. He could cope with the pain and discomfort and he didn't want (Y/n) or Evan focusing or worrying about him. All their attention needed to be on keeping (Y/n) calm and making sure she and their baby were okay.

"Buck, find me a stethoscope, would you?" He patted Evan's shoulder before he sank back on his heels, feeling his boots digging uncomfortably into his skin so he could look down at (Y/n).

When his hands moved to undo the buttons on (Y/n)'s shirt, a small, coy smile pulled at her lips and made him relax. She pushed her palms down to the floor to try and sit herself up a bit straighter against the door.

Her eyes followed Eddie's movements as he undid her shirt from the bottom upwards until only a few top buttons were done up to cover her bra. He parted her shirt to the sides to expose her stomach to his prying eyes and when (Y/n) nodded, Eddie carefully pressed his hands against her abdomen. He felt the way her breaths hitched when he applied pressure against the lower part of her stomach so he moved to feel around her sides instead.

The base of his hands pressed around, checking that she didn't have any hernias or internal bleeding that he had to worry about. He paused for a second, keeping his hands pressed down into (Y/n)'s stomach when the baby moved.

"That's good, isn't it? That they're moving?" (Y/n) tried to smile as Evan knelt down on her left with a stethoscope pressed to his ears. He listened to her heart while Eddie kept his hands where they were, even as Evan started to listen to her lungs which were all clear and fine. "Eddie?"

"Babe, what's that face for?" Evan nudged his boyfriend with his elbow, trying to smile, but panic was bundling together in his chest. He wasn't saying anything and that was worrying.

"The head's facing down." Eddie let his thumb swipe across (Y/n)'s stomach for a few seconds before he found the courage to pull his hands away.

At this stage, the baby's head shouldn't be faced down, that should only happen around or after the eight-month mark when (Y/n) was ready to go into labour. This happening now only cemented the fact that her body was trying to push into labour because of the trauma she had been through.

Tears began to pool in (Y/n)'s eyes and she tilted her head back, unable to look at either of the boys. That wasn't fair. Why was her body doing this to her- to their baby?

"Baby we need to get you out of here, do you think you can walk?" Evan tossed the stethoscope somewhere behind him while he moved his hand to rest on (Y/n)'s shoulder. They could still prevent this. They could still do something about this, but they had to be quick and get (Y/n) to the hospital first.

"You'll n-need to put my knee back in place first." She let her head drop onto Evan's shoulder when Eddie turned so his attention was focused on her leg that twitched beside him.

He rolled up her trouser leg so it bunched and stuck over her thigh and his lips pressed into a thin line. He felt the way (Y/n) tensed and pushed back into Evan when Eddie prodded the joint and assessed it. She was lucky it was only popped out and not broken.

"Stay still, mi amor."

(Y/n) snapped her chin down into her chest and screamed when a sickening pop crackled through the air and Eddie popped her joint back into place. Her hands bashed down against the floor and she shuddered against the wall, trying to breathe but all she could do was gasp. Shockwaves coursed through her skin and her heart felt like it had been given an electric surge.

Leaning forward, Evan smothered his lips against the side of her head but when he glanced down, his brows furrowed.

She had a roll of gauze bandaged around her upper left arm that he was leaning against, and it was starting to soak through with blood.

"Evan-"

"Oh baby… fuck, we need to sort this before we get out of here. That's bad." Evan unravelled the gauze that was badly wrapped around her arm before (Y/n) had the chance to argue with him.

"Make it quick." Eddie murmured back while he found a fresh pack of gauze and handed it over to Evan.

His hands moved back to (Y/n)'s thigh and he gave a tight squeeze, kissing her shoulder while Evan focused on her arm.

Evan cleaned the wound hastily, grimacing at how deep it looked and how much agony that must have caused (Y/n). He packed gauze into the wound and soaked it with some saline, pausing to let (Y/n) flinch and try to gather a deep breath to stay still. He then took the fresh bandage from the packet and wound it as tightly around her arm as he could manage, knotting it in place.

If they had more time and equipment, Evan would have tried to clean it better and apply some cream. Hell, he knew Eddie would have done the sutures up himself if they had the time, the right place and less concerns panicking them. But this would have to do for now.

"Okay, let's get you out of here baby."

Reaching down, Evan carefully lifted (Y/n)'s bandaged arm and looped it around the back of his neck while Eddie did the same to her other arm. They curved an arm each around her waist, pinning her between them before they moved into crouching positions.

It was as if they were in a dance, moving to prearranged steps with silent notes playing in the background. As if they had done this a thousand times together.

"One, two, three."

Once she was up, (Y/n) tried to find the right balance and even her weight out, but she couldn't manage it. The ambulance was tilted back at a steep angle, all her body wanted to do was lean back and slouch against the back door. She couldn't apply any weight onto her right leg, all she could do was press the toe of her boot very lightly into the floor. The rest of her weight leaned on her left leg and her upper body slouched back into Evan who silently held her up.

He didn't mind taking her weight for her and holding her up. Hell, he would carry her out of here if she would let him.

(Y/n)'s nails scratched into Eddie's florescent jacket and she winced, hiding her head in his shoulder when the ambulance moved.

All three of them froze, arms tensing and tightening around each other as they waited for the ambulance to settle itself. It was winched to the fire truck up on the crumbling bridge. It couldn't fall, it couldn't go anywhere. But they were the weights inside of the ambulance. If they moved, it was going to disrupt the balance and even if it couldn't fall, the ambulance could still move like a pendulum.

A shudder coursed through (Y/n) from her head down to her toes when a guttural creak groaned through the ambulance.

It wasn't going to hold much longer.

"Single file to the door."

"Alright, hold tight." Eddie moved in front of (Y/n) and moved her hands to his shoulders.

It felt comforting to have her face tucked into the back of his neck, to feel each wobbly, shuddering breath she took. And her fingers digging into his shoulders was a comforting weight and something for Eddie to focus on and distract his mind from his chest pain.

He spread his arms out, using the wall and the stretcher as leverage to climb back up the slope of the ambulance to reach the door.

(Y/n) hopped behind him on her left foot, dragging her right leg behind her like it was a spare part she couldn't move nor control. But she could feel Evan's hands digging into her hips and his torso and chest moulded up against her back. He lifted her hips as easily as if she were a teddy that weighed nothing. He held up her weight and made it easier for her to shuffle along behind Eddie to get to the door.

Once he reached the door, Eddie grabbed the frame with his right hand and carefully reached his left hand up to hold (Y/n)'s wrist.

She knew what he was silently asking. He needed her to lean on the wall instead of him so he could get rigged up to the rope and get her on a harness too.

Evan slammed his right hand out on the wall to keep himself upright but he let his chest mould over (Y/n) when she slumped into the wall. His lips pressed against the back of her head and his left hand stayed clamped down on her hip.

But when (Y/n) slid down and a deep, laboured groan left her lips, Evan felt his eyes zoning in on her and his hand slid round from her hip to cradle her stomach instead.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"Ooh, t-the baby's moving… it hurts."

(Y/n) dug her hands into the wall, letting the sharp edge of the doorway dig into her palm like a knife slicing through her skin. Her burning temple pressed into the cold metal wall and she snapped her eyes closed as tightly as she could manage. Her stomach hurt. It felt like it was tightening and tensing up and the baby was moving. If they were already facing down, (Y/n) feared this meant she might be going into labour, indefinitely.

Eddie snagged the clip and locked it tight onto his harness and he grabbed the other rope and turned around. He buckled the clip onto Evan's harness before he grabbed the spare harness and passed it to Evan. They had to move (Y/n) now.

She stayed as still as she could, propped up against the wall as Evan carefully slipped the harness around her and Eddie buckled her up to a rope.

Her body shivered when Eddie turned to face her and gently peeled her hands off the wall so she was gripping his hands instead. She could feel Evan's hands clamped down on her hips, unable to let go of her, not for one moment.

It felt like the three of them were standing on an iceberg, tilted down towards the sea when they stepped out of the ambulance and onto the slanted mountain of rubble. Gravity was pulling them at an angle and part of (Y/n) wanted to sit down and slide along the rubble if it would be an easier option of getting down.

Her hands moved back to Eddie shoulders when he turned round so he could see where he was going. It was tempting to walk backwards so he could be facing (Y/n), but he had to see where he was walking and find a safe route back down.

"You doing okay?" Evan murmured against the top of her head and (Y/n) nodded, unable to trust her voice to speak right now.

It seemed to take forever for them to get past the ambulance and be that much closer to the ground. (Y/n) took to shuffling her left foot along the ground rather than hopping and her right foot served as a brake, dragging behind her so she didn't move too fast or risk falling into Eddie and causing a domino effect. And Evan was still taking some of her weight so she wasn't fully leaning on her bad knee that was starting to swell up like a balloon.

"Nearly there," Eddie whispered, reaching up to give (Y/n)'s hand a squeeze while his other hand trailed down the side of the van he had been trapped in earlier.

Eddie felt like he was going to be sick the moment his feet were back on steady ground that wasn't about to give way beneath them.

Once he was down, Eddie unclipped his harness and let it pool around his feet before he turned around and moved his hands to (Y/n)'s elbows. He took some of her weight, despite the way his chest was aching and his ribs were starting to pound and throb.

He kept hold of her arms and kept her upright while Evan busied himself undoing her harness and his own.

Taking a step forward, (Y/n) slumped her forehead onto Eddie's shoulder and moved her arms around his neck while his hands found her waist. She didn't want to lean on him or add any more weight or pressure onto him when he was already in agony. She tried to slump her weight down onto her left leg and she didn't bother to lift her head when she heard Hen approach them.

All (Y/n) wanted was to disappear.

"Dispatch are sending more ambulances down here for us… Athena's found Bobby."

"Go, go g-get him." Reaching behind her, (Y/n) flopped her hand around until she grabbed Evan's wrist and gave him a squeeze.

She couldn't go anywhere if they didn't have transport. While they were waiting for an ambulance, Evan might as well go and see if he could help move Bobby because wherever he was, Hen seemed to think he was trapped. Evan could get him out and then come back to her and the whole team could evacuate to the hospital as most of them needed some sort of treatment.

Evan locked eyes with Eddie and once Eddie nodded, he kissed them both and followed after Hen. He wouldn't have Eddie trying to help them, though. Eddie was already injured and any straining or digging through the rubble to find Bobby would aggravate his wounds. And someone needed to stay and look after (Y/n).

"Come on, let's sit down."

Eddie secured his left arm around (Y/n)'s waist, he needed her on his good side because his right side felt more damaged and swollen. He gripped her hip fiercely and pressed his right hand down on his lower chest, stiffling a groan. But the pressure stopped the pulsing, throbbing ache and allowed him to concentrate on taking a deep breath.

Reaching her hand out, (Y/n) pressed her palm down on the slab of concrete that Eddie had guided them towards. She slumped down and tried to take a proper breath and gather her senses. Both her legs stretched out in front of her and she planted her hands down on either side of her hips, holding herself up so she didn't fall backwards.

Her head was spinning and she was sure she was going to throw up in a minute.

When Eddie lowered down to sit next to her, she felt his hand on her thigh and he leaned forward. His elbows perched on his thighs and his head hung low as he rasped each breath, groaning and gasping to try and clear his lungs and gather his energy.

A calming silence settled over the pair and Eddie managed a smile when (Y/n) moved her hand to grip his shoulder. He tried to focus on her touch and listen to the different voices surrounding them. Barking orders, shouting for things to be moved, telling people to get back, the sound of heavy machinery being moved around.

Everything blurred in his ears and fizzled along with his heartbeat that was throbbing beneath his skin like he was a boom box.

But he was brought back to his senses when he felt (Y/n)'s thigh tense beneath his hand. He had been gripping her leg since they sat down, but now he could feel the way her leg pulled up and her boots scraped along the floor like she was trying to find some balance again.

"Baby?"

(Y/n) tried to smile, she tried to keep a calm expression and when the tightening feeling in her stomach started to ease, she relaxed and stopped gripping Eddie's shoulder so tightly. She felt his hand begin to coax up and down her thigh, drawing patterns along her skin to give her something to distract herself with and for him to focus on.

Her nails dug through his jacket when another bolt of pain twinged at her stomach. The sudden intensity had her body jump forward and she doubled over, pressing her stomach down into her thighs. Her eyes snapped closed and her lips parted as a gasp tore from her throat.

"Baby what's wrong?"

"I- oow… oh it hurts…" (Y/n) winced and clamped her lips together, swallowing down another groan as her right palm started to grate and cut into the concrete they were sitting on.

She felt Eddie shift beside her so his right hand was on her lower back and his other hand carefully slipped beneath her shirt to press along her stomach again.

When Eddie's hand retracted from her skin, (Y/n) did her best to open her watering eyes and look up at him, but the panic on his face only made her heart drop down to her stomach like a stone in the sea. She leaned forward and pressed her temple into his shoulder, shuddering as she moved her hand to latch her fingers around his shirt and squeeze tightly.

"Dispatch I need that ambulance. Buck, we gotta go now." Eddie leaned his head down so far his lips were almost touching his radio. But he let go when (Y/n) tremored beside him and gave a sharp tug on his shirt.

"I-is it contractions?"

Her voice was so quiet and laced with fear that it pained Eddie to have to answer her at all. "I think so, mi amor."

A pitiful cry mewled past her lips and she pressed her face down harder into his shoulder until she was almost pushing him down on his back. Eddie couldn't think of anything else it could be. Her waters had broken, the baby was moving down and now she was in pain and having twinges he was sure were contractions.

It looked like they might be having their baby today, after all.

"Okay, it's okay." His hand moved from her stomach to cup the back of her neck and he kissed her head. His lips vanished into her hair and he breathed in her scent, hoping it would help him breathe better whilst his fingers circled up and down her back.

They could hear sirens growing in the distance and Eddie gave her neck a squeeze when he looked across at the shipping container everyone was crowded around. They had found Bobby. They were getting him out. Now they could all go to hospital.

"Buck, now!" Eddie all but growled into the radio when he saw paramedics starting to flood the scene. If he didn't hurry they would be going in the ambulance without him because Eddie needed (Y/n) in the ambulance as soon as possible.

"I'm coming!" He snapped back through the radiowaves, pelting across the uneven, cracked tarmac that was littered with lumps of rock and cement and broken breeze blocks.

He barely reached them just as two paramedics with a gurney between them headed their way. Another set of medics were aiming for the rubble Evan had just left behind. They would get Bobby sorted, and that was their whole team found in one piece.

"Alright, who have we got here?"

(Y/n) didn't look up from Eddie's shoulder. She stayed bundled up into his side, refusing to open her eyes or glance at the medics. All she could do was whimper and sob into his jacket. She didn't want to be here, doing this. She wanted to rewind time and make this day end a whole lot differently.

She felt Evan's hands on her shoulders as he stood beside her and leaned over her like he was desperate to wrap her up in his arms and make everything better.

"(Y/n). Her right knee dislocated but I've set it back in place, and her left arm's gonna need stitches. Her waters have broken and she's starting to have contractions already."

"How far along are you?" The young woman rested her hand on (Y/n)'s knee and crouched in front of her, but all (Y/n) did was move her hand up to grip Evan's wrist.

"She's only twenty-nine weeks." The tremor was evident in Evan's voice and his lips rolled together as he looked down at the medic. She knew as well as they did that this was far too early to be going into labour.

Evan tightened his hands on (Y/n)'s shoulders when she let go of his wrist and pulled off Eddie's shoulder so she could slump forward. Her hands moved to her thighs and he could see her nails digging right through her trousers, but it was the deep, shuddering breath she let out that made him wince. She was having another contraction.

"Let's get you in the ambulance."

The medic took a step back so she could move the gurney closer. She knew better than to try and help (Y/n) up. She had two members of her team with her, she wouldn't want a stranger to help when she had the boys here who clearly weren't going to leave her side.

When Evan moved round to stand at her side, (Y/n) gratefully held her hand up and let him take her hand in a strong grip while his other hand moved to her waist. She felt Eddie's hand on her lower back as Evan pulled her up and watched her wobble, trying to balance on her left foot again and keep her right foot off the floor so no weight was put on her knee.

She shuffled forward as Eddie heaved up to his feet and stood behind her but both men looked at one another with a certain look in their eyes.

They knew what (Y/n) was going to do. She was going to try and walk towards the ambulance. (Y/n) was a firefighter, she was one of them and she wasn't used to being the patient.

"No baby, get on the gurney." Evan took hold of her elbows and carefully turned her around so she was facing him with her back towards the gurney. He didn't give her chance to argue, she wasn't walking anywhere. She couldn't put any weight on her right leg and they needed to be quick, she was getting on that gurney.

(Y/n) tilted her head down until her chin was tucked into her chest and she dug her nails back into her thighs to give herself something to focus on. Her arms shook and tensed and her elbows pinned into her sides as Evan and the other medic aimed the gurney towards the ambulance. And she could feel Eddie's hand on her thigh, while he pinned his other hand to his chest and tried to take steady breaths to ease his own pain.

Evan hopped into the ambulance first, followed by the medic who was wheeling the other end of the gurney. He noticed the other medic round the side of the ambulance and he could hear him climbing into the driver's seat.

His eyes landed on Eddie who braced himself before he dragged himself up but he barely stood up before the woman turned to face him.

"You know we only take two in the back-"

"Then get out." Eddie bit back a little too sharply and quickly than he meant to, but he made his point all the same and he couldn't take the words back once he'd spoken them. He tipped his head back against the wall and groaned, clicking his back into place as he took shallow breaths to stop expanding his chest so much.

He knew the rules. They didn't usually allow more than one family member in the back at one time and they only had two medics in the back when transporting because it was such a small, enclosed space.

"Look, he's a medic, this is our girl and our call. If our bloody ambulance wasn't suspended in mid-air we wouldn't need your transport. Neither one of us is leaving."

If the 118 ambulance wasn't currently out of operation, they would have used that to transport (Y/n) to the hospital. They weren't asking this woman to stay and examine and care for (Y/n). Eddie and Evan were trained for this, (Y/n) would be a lot calmer with just the boys than a random stranger in the back with them. And they would take full responsibility if anything happened or went wrong- which they would make sure it wouldn't.

She gave them a curt nod with pursed lips before she climbed out and slammed the doors shut, enclosing them in the back.

Turning to his right, Eddie rummaged around in one of the drawers and pulled out a wad of gloves, handing some over to Evan so they could both gear up. He shed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves before he slumped his elbows down on the side of the gurney near (Y/n)'s legs.

"Can I see if you're dilated yet?" Eddie realised a fraction of a second too late that his words sent a wave of panic surging through (Y/n).

A manic look took over her eyes and her hand suddenly deadlocked around Evan's wrist. She didn't want to be dilating. She didn't want to be in labour, having their baby right now. She would lose them.

Fear covered every inch of her face and made her lower lip tremble, but she gave a brisk nod. She pushed her elbows back into the sides of the gurney and tried to sit up straight. Her head tilted back and she stared up at Evan as he leaned over the top of the gurney and bent forwards to kiss her temple.

His fingers feathered up and down her arm as Eddie removed her trousers and underwear.

"C-can't you find some meds in here? Something… God, something to stop the contractions?" (Y/n) swiped her hand beneath her eyes but it didn't stop the tears from flooding down her face. She wanted an injection. She had been to enough midwife appointments and looked after enough pregnant women on calls to know that if they went into early labour, a lot of women could get an injection.

It would ward off contractions and relax her muscles and her womb. It might not work for long and it might not work at all, but (Y/n) needed something to make this stop.

"Mi amor, we don't carry those sort of meds in here… I, fuck. Baby I couldn't give you any even if I had the choice, you're dilating already."

Eddie wasn't used to crying. He had grown up being told he had to be strong, he had to be brave, crying wasn't something he was 'allowed' to do. He was the man of the house when his dad worked away and he was the one who looked after everybody. He couldn't look after anyone if he was sobbing.

But tears welled up in his eyes and slid down the bridge of his nose no matter how hard he fought them off when (Y/n) cried.

"No! No, I can't…" (Y/n) wasn't sure what she was trying to say, but whatever it was, wouldn't pass through her lips. She shook her head until Evan's hand cupped her cheek and his lips smothered her temple in a vain attempt to try and calm her down.

"Shh, shh baby. It's alright, we're gonna take care of you, both of you."

Evan darted his head to the right when Eddie grabbed his arm and gave a sharp tug.

"Switch, I can't breathe leaning down like this." Eddie couldn't stay leaning on the edge of the gurney like this. His side was aching and if he leant on the end near (Y/n)'s feet, he would be applying pressure to the bottom of his ribs and sternum. It would wind him and steal his breath and he couldn't catch enough air as it was.

They needed to switch places. Eddie could catch his breath and comfort (Y/n) if Evan could trade places with him and keep check on her dilation.

Eddie had a horrible, gut feeling that they might not make it to the hospital. The bridge wasn't exactly a short ride from the nearest hospital and even if the ambulance sped through the traffic lights and passed cars with the sirens on, it was going to take a little while to get there.

"I can't do this, it's too early."

(Y/n) tilted her head back on Eddie's shoulder when he slumped on the side of the gurney next to her. He wound his arm around her waist and let her lean on his left side which was now his good side, considering his right ribs were broken.

"I don't think we've got a choice now, baby." Evan pressed a chaste kiss against (Y/n)'s knee before he spun round and tore through the drawers to find what he needed.

"I can't," Her words vibrated through Eddie's neck and had him turning into a shivering mess. Her nose brushed against his skin and he could feel her tears soaking into his skin as he turned his head to press his lips against her burning temple. There was nothing he or Evan could do to stop this.

"Just keep pushing, sweetheart, you're doing so good." Evan swiped a towel and laid it out beneath (Y/n)'s legs. Smothering a groan when his right shoulder slammed into the wall when the ambulance took a sharp right-turn.

Her knees pulled up near her stomach and she was grateful when Eddie held his hand out for her to take and squeeze. She tried not to grip too tightly and give him anymore broken bones and she reeled their entwined hands up to press into her chest for some sense of comfort.

She could feel her thighs quaking and her muscles were burning and stretching from her abdomen all the way down to her calves. (Y/n) wanted to go to sleep. She wanted to rewind time back to this morning and wish she never got up for work. Their baby would be safe and well and looked after if she didn't come into work today.

"Nearly there… push again…" Tears burned down Evan's face and he wasn't sure whether he wanted to smile or frown as he moved the towel to hold their baby.

(Y/n)'s screams cut right through to his core and broke him in half, and when he looked up, he could see her torment was snapping the little bit of resolve and composure that Eddie had left. His lips were against the top of her head and he was squeezing her hand tight, crying freely. Evan hadn't seen his partner cry many times, when he thought back, Evan could only remember two instances when Eddie had cried.

And these were not happy tears.

"Ooh, oh it's a girl."

Evan's hands suddenly started to shake and he worried for a moment he was going to drop the newborn. She barely fit in his hands.

"Eddie, clamps." He shuffled back and retracted his arms towards his chest. He couldn't check her over and assess her and cut the cord at the same time. And Evan couldn't move around the ambulance and grab any equipment he needed if the baby was still attached to the cord.

With a lasting kiss against (Y/n)'s temple, Eddie slid out from behind her and leaned over her thighs. He grabbed both the clamps Evan had got ready and secured them on the cord which he shakily cut. He turned on his side and fumbled around for one of the metal dishes in the back and focused on delivering the placenta. But he kept looking over his shoulder.

"Buck?" He rasped, looking his boyfriend up and down while (Y/n) latched her hand around his shoulder.

"Evan…" (Y/n) couldn't breathe. Her breaths came out in short pants and she started to choke on her cries. Tears were overwhelming her eyes and she could barely see her partners properly.

Turning his head to the side, Evan swiped his eyes against his shoulder to wipe away the tears. He held the newborn in his left arm and cuddled her up to his chest while his shaking hand pressed beneath her chin and over her chest. He could feel a pulse. But she wasn't breathing.

"Come on, please… fuck! She's not taken a breath yet." He started to rub his index and middle fingers up and down her chest but it didn't do much good.

Evan spun to the right and wrenched open at least three drawers in the cabinet until he found the intubation tubes and found the smallest one they had and a syringe. He tore into the packet with his teeth and held one end between his lips while he unravelled the tube to get the other end and threaded it over his shoulder.

He pressed the syringe to her nose and started to squeeze, clearing her airways in case she had any fluids or mucus blocking them. But she didn't begin to breathe when Evan got her airways unblocked.

"Here we go, girlie."

Using his little finger, Evan delicately parted her lips and began to thread the tube past her lips and down into her lungs.

The tube was too small to attach an airbag to and Evan wasn't sure how many breaths to give her. And he didn't want to turn on the oxygen machine and flood her system with pure oxygen just yet. She was so small. Her lungs were going to be underdeveloped. She was going to need a round of steroids to make her lungs expand and grow quicker to keep her going.

He started to puff small, steady breaths through the tube while he went back to applying small circles over her chest to stimulate her into breathing on her own.

When Eddie snapped off his gloves and straightened up, he moved back over to (Y/n). She was sobbing. Her arms were stretched out towards him and he obliged, curving his arms around her and pulling her into his chest. Both their eyes focused on Evan just as the ambulance pulled to a stop.

Evan's wild blue eyes which were almost overtaken by his pupils, locked on Eddie who nodded at his silent question.

"Go!"

That one word flooded Evan's system like a wildfire spreading through his bones and heating up his blood until he was bubbling over.

As soon as the back door opened, Evan lunged. He stormed down the steps and bolted ahead, knowing the medics and Eddie wouldn't be far behind him with (Y/n) in tow. His left arm tightened, cuddling his girl closer to his chest to make sure he wasn't going to drop her and he focused on controlling his breaths so he didn't flood her system with too many harsh breaths.

"Buck? Buck, oh God-"

He stormed past Hen and the stretcher she was helping wheel over which had Bobby seated in the middle.

He couldn't stop and converse, he didn't have the time to explain or show them the newborn in his arms. He powered through the ambulance entrance into the emergency room where a crowd of nurses and doctors were waiting, already alerted of the casualties they were going to be dealing with today.

Evan's eyes lit up just as he stormed inside and he held his breath when he felt his daughter's chest finally expand beneath his touch. The movement was slow and shallow, but it was followed by her arm twitching against his hand. And steadily, she began to wriggle instead of laying limp and in shock in his arm.

He almost spat out the tube and carefully pulled it free from her airways. She would need a proper breathing tube in her lungs rather than this.

The tube dropped down to his feet and he lifted his head just as a doctor stood in front of him. She held panic in her eyes and her arms reached out to check the newborn. Evan could see the shock in her eyes at how small, wrinkled and premature the little baby actually was.

"She's eleven weeks premature, b-but she's got a pulse and I've got her breathing. Mother's following us in now, (Y/n) (Y/l/n)."

Evan didn't want to hand her over. It was the last thing he wanted to do in the world, but he couldn't stand here and hold her no matter what his heart was telling him to do. If he stayed and held her, she was going to pass away. She needed to be taken down to the neonatal unit. She had to have her breathing regulated and her chest and lungs checked. She needed to be weighed and cleaned and settled in an incubator so she had a good chance of surviving.

Once she was out of his arms, Evan started to fold in on himself. His arms cocooned to his chest and he leaned forward, trying to take a breath but he couldn't fathom how.

His eyes followed the doctor as she pointed for someone to go to follow her, and the nurse quickly turned to face Evan just as Eddie bolted in with (Y/n). Hen, Bobby and Athena quick to follow in behind them.

"Baby's surname, for the notes and so we can come and find mother when she's settled?"

"Diaz-Buckley."

A shudder coursed through (Y/n)'s veins and had her shaking back and forth on the gurney when she watched the doctor run down the corridor. She was going in the other direction. The two nurses that came over to (Y/n) were now wheeling her straight ahead instead of following after her baby to the left.

"T-they're taking her away," (Y/n) reached out and clamped her fingers down on Evan's wrist, pulling him into her side as she started to cry out.

"No, no t-they're looking after her, baby. She's gonna be okay." Evan let her hold his hand against her chest and when she smothered her face against his arm, he leaned over her and pressed a longing kiss against the top of her head.

Lifting his gaze, Evan stayed doubled over (Y/n) but he locked his eyes on Eddie who groaned quietly. He watched Eddie lean back, one hand pressed tight against his chest while he tried to breathe. All the panic had started to grate on his chest and give him extra agony and pulsing pains. He needed some painkillers to take the edge off and a tight bandage to hold his chest together.

"He needs an X-ray."

"I'm fine."

"Like Hell you are. Go get checked out-"

"Get the Hell off me!" Eddie snapped, shrugging his arm away from the nurse who tried to hold him as if he was going to keel over. "I'll get an exam once the girls are okay. Let's go." He wasn't going anywhere until (Y/n) was on a ward and had been checked over. He needed her to be admitted and seen to first, and then he needed an update on their daughter.

Only then would Eddie let anyone check him over and tend to his wounds. He wasn't leaving either of his partners.

They had a daughter to worry about.

#eddie diaz x reader #911 imagine #imagine #evan buckley #evan buckley x reader #pregnant! reader #evan buckley imagine #buck x reader #buck imagine #eddie diaz imagine #eddie x buck #buck x eddie #eddie x reader

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doobea · 6 months

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WHEN THE SUN RISES - SAE ITOSHI

synopsis: You have doubts about your relationship. Sae provides reassurance.

contents: early established relationship, gn!reader, fluff, reader is a tad insecure, mentions of other couples and pda, talks about all things mushy with love word count: 1.1K a/n: waaahh cant believe i didn't post anything for my husband on his birthday im so terrible - this is something short and sweet ;-; i haven't posted anything in a bit bc I've been so tired lately LOL

You have doubts.

Doubts about your work performance, test scores, your friendships, and sometimes the future — you know, the less important things.

Your least favorite doubts are the ones about you and Sae.

He’s not a bad boyfriend by any means. You’ve been dating each other for a while now, just shy of six months, and it’s been going well. Like any other college couple, you spend your free time together either marathoning a shitty reality TV show, studying, or eating at the local diners near campus once in a while for a ‘fancy’ burger and pizza date night (which Sae hates, by the way, but he goes because there’s nothing better around). You don’t blame him for these doubts because it’s just the way he is. You’ve always known this, along with everyone else around you.

“Itoshi Sae? Yeah, he’s pretty cold and blunt.” They’d say in a hushed whisper.

Another would agree, followed by an exaggerated shiver. “I heard even professors are scared of him.”

They’re annoying rumors and passing comments you've gotten somewhat used to. So you don’t blame the gossipers at your school either. Who you do blame are all the couples you would see, whether it’d be at school, at the grocery store, and sometimes even your own parents. Seeing things like holding hands, hugging, and even kissing each other goodbye sets something weird off in your chest.

And, well, you’ve known Sae for a while. You know that maybe he isn’t the type to be comfortable with these things, especially in public. And maybe you’re not going to guilt trip him into doing things that are out of his ordinary. But here’s the problem.

You do want to experience all of it.

“Sae?”

“Hm?”

“Do you like me?”

Your question throws him off just a tiny bit. He fumbles slightly with his flow of writing before catching himself and throws you a questioning look from across the table.

It’s the midterm season so every floor at the university’s library is packed. All but the top floor, which is mainly reserved for graduate students, who are rarely even on-site. So you two manage to snag a booth in the corner by the bathrooms and water fountain. You’ve been studying for about two hours straight and the thought of going over the rules of the Krebs cycle again haunts you so you let your doubts take over. Hence, why you blurted out the question that’s been burning on your mind for the past week.

“I do, why do you ask?” He doesn’t sound bothered by it, so you take that as a good sign.

But how do you go about asking him to show that? Maybe asking upfront would be too demanding right now. You decide to dance around the subject a little more.

There’s a moment in silence, your eyebrows creased in deep thought before you finally speak, voice clumsy and almost rough sounding. “When did you realize you liked me?”

He answers without missing a beat, eyes never leaving his notebook. “Dunno.”

Well, that wasn’t the answer you were expecting.

“Huh?”

“What?” Sae breaks his focus and stares at you, as if you were the one who had said something weird. “You asked and I answered.”

“You have to explain with that sorta question, you know?”

In just the tiniest of motions, Sae frowns. He’s holding his breath for a few seconds in preparation and his eyes soften. “I’m not sure when I fell in love with you.”

Woah—wait love? This is also not what you were expecting out of this conversation either. Is it too late to go back to studying now?

Sae picks up the worried look on your face and manages a soft chuckle. “You know when the sun rises?”

You’re patting your face with your hands now, hoping to eliminate the burn on your cheeks. The sweat forming in your palms doesn’t help at all. And, frankly, you’re confused by his question. “Um, between six and seven?”

“Well, yeah,” he laughs again and you’re not sure if that was the answer he was looking for. “But it always rises, right?”

“Right,” you say slowly, still confused by what he’s trying to get at.

“I’m not sure when I fell in love but whenever the sun rises, it reminds me of you,” Sae explains with a leveled expression, ignoring the little surprised squeaks from your direction. “It’s been like that for a while now and brings me comfort whenever I do wake up early to see it rising.”

“Did you get that line from a K-drama or something?”

He rolls his eyes and fake scoffs. “Thought you wanted an explanation?”

“Well,” you bite back a giggle and continue, “you never struck me as a metaphor type of guy.”

“And you never struck me as the jealous type.”

You grow hotter because wow guess you haven’t been that great at hiding away your feelings—or maybe your boyfriend is just that good at being perceptive as he is being a top honor student. “Was it that obvious?”

“When you’re looking at other couples and grumbling right after then yeah, it’s pretty obvious.” Sae’s tone doesn’t carry any ounce of tease and he gives you a fond look. It makes you feel slightly guilty and embarrassed.

You shrink deeper into the booth, holding your textbook up to your face. “Sorry…”

The seat next to you dips and a familiar pair of hands gently snatches the book away from you, revealing Sae’s rare soft expression again.

“Don’t be,” He reaches over to ruffle your hair before moving his laptop and notebook over to your side. “Plus, you shouldn’t worry that much, I’ll always be with you.”

A pause and then you decide to blurt out your other burning question because things are already out in the open at this point. “Would it be alright if we start doing more couple-ly things together?”

“Mhm,” he’s about to dive back into studying but stops, humming in thought. “What should we do more?”

“Well, aside from me,” Sae deadpans and you straighten your posture. “Sorry, sorry, what I meant to say is I guess more PDA? Holding hands would be a good start.”

“Okay,” He says quietly and drops his pen, carefully interlacing his fingers with yours.

Sae’s hands are warm, maybe even sweaty if you’re not mistaken. You look up and oh — his cheeks have the tiniest amount of red on them. Probably no different from the resurgence of warmth you’re currently feeling too.

“Better?” Sae asks and squeezes your hand.

“Yeah, better.” You squeeze back.

#blue lock #bllk #blue lock imagines #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #doobea writing #sae itoshi x reader #itoshi sae x reader #itoshi sae #sae itoshi #blue lock fluff #blue lock x gn reader

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octoberautumnbox · 4 months

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Aquamarine

Soloist Lee Chaeyeon & Male Reader

Word count: 1.7k

Categories/tags: smut, shower, glass, camera/picture, standing sex, standing doggy, creampie, fluffy (at least thats the plan)

a/n: birthday piece for the second half of IZ*ONE'S HoneyWaterz! she gets like one fic a year y'all are missing out. and as usual (lol) no proofread no beta im sorry i know its terrible

The water glistens against her skin, shining as it falls down her back. The city lights seem so far below you like you're in the clouds yourself. The smoke doesn't reach up here, nor the hustle and bustle of the metropolis below. It's only you and her.

Click, click, click. Find her through your camera's lens, taking perfect shot after perfect shot. She turns around and smiles a divine smile at you, and you suspect that she's stopped posing a long while ago; now, she's just glad to find you nearby.

She paddles adorably over to the shallow end of the pool and takes a seat. "Thank you for taking me out like this, babe. I love you so much. Everything is perfect."

She wrings her hair carefully and looks up over the moon, enjoying the cool breeze of tropical air on her face and chest. Click.

"Ugh, stop it," she giggles. "I wasn't ready. Delete that one."

You chuckle and place your camera on a dry, flat surface and join her in the pool. The water is warm between your toes, and you accept the welcome by sitting down in it right next to her.

You try to put your arm around her shoulder, but she shrugs it off cutely. "Don't, you idiot," she scolds lovingly, "I'm all wet."

Sulking away playfully, never mind your lightly damp Hawaiian shirt, you respond. "Wow, calling me an idiot just for trying to love you. I knew it, you've just been using me all this time..."

She laughs her signature laugh, painting the skyline of your heart in vibrant tones of aquamarine. She takes your hand and pulls slowly, bringing your arm around her once more.

"You're gorgeous, you know that? Everything about you is perfect." Place a hand on her cheek and bring her gaze over to yours. "How'd I end up with someone as breathtaking as you?"

"Shut up, babe..." she chuckles lightly as she places her hand over yours. "You know I fell for you first."

Close your eyes gently as the gravity of your hearts draw your lips together. You find her halfway through the darkness, but of course you did. When has she ever let you down?

The kiss you share is slow, respectful. You ask for permission from each other wordlessly, giving and taking just a tiny bit more from each other's love with every singular peck.

She breaks the kiss gratefully. As you open your eyes you're met with a goddess, ethereal and alluring. And she's all yours.

Without her forehead leaving yours, she whispers to you, "Let's go inside, babe, I'm getting cold."

~~~

Pull her by her waist into the shower enclosure and take her lips again. She strips you of your Hawaiian shirt, now soaked, and tosses it out of the glass cubicle. Her arm wraps around your neck, while her free hand finds the shower handle.

The showerhead comes to life, and warm water falls onto your back. Chaeyeon slips her fingers under your waistband and pulls down, taking away your last bits of clothing and relieving you of the growing pressure in your shorts.

You do the same, pulling off her dripping wet bikini bottom. Without ever breaking the kiss, she kicks them away and takes your hands onto her plump and firm ass. She moans lightly at your touch, music to your ears.

As much as you want to keep them there, you know there's more you have to do first. Break the kiss for just a moment, and see your girlfriend out of breath.

Grabbing the hem of her top, you pull up. She raises both arms to help you out, knowing that this also gives you the best view of your favorite part.

The wet piece of fabric moves up past her chest, and her beautiful tits bounce free from their containment. You keep pulling until the bikini top clears her head and finally her arms, and then you toss them out of the cubicle and shut the door.

She wraps her arms around your neck again. Grip her ass cheeks and pull her towards you, savoring her firm behind while you force your cock between her thighs.

She moans cutely at the sensation of your head right at the entrance of her heat. You kiss her again, torridly this time, and she returns your affections hungrier, more impatient, less quietly than earlier.

She pulls you even closer, pressing her soft breasts onto your chest, and the feeling could not be more heavenly. You know she's doing this on purpose, and so you respond in kind by giving her a smack on her butt cheek, forcing it to jiggle. As she's groaning into your mouth as a reflex, you leave her at a loss for a more heavenly moment.

Chaeyeon finally frees your lips, and the both of you take a deep breath. You can't get enough, though, and bring her over to the glass pane nearest to you.

"You're so fucking hot..." She traces all over your body with her fingertips. "How do you want me, babe?" she asks courteously.

"You have to smile for the camera, sweetheart." Turn her around to face the glass, and wipe away the steam obstructing her view of outside. She spots your camera sat on a table, facing the pair of you, and she blushes and smirks devilishly as she catches wind of your plan.

"Naughty boy... Hurry up and take me." Chaeyeon bends over and gives you a clear view of her ass, and shows off her pink lower lips for your pleasure.

You make her lean on the glass pane with her forearms as you grab her by the hips. Always the gentleman, you don't keep her waiting. Pull her lips apart, hear her groan at the feeling, and, finally, push your hardened cock into her tight pussy.

"Fuck..." Click. The flash goes off in front of her, and she turns redder in her cheeks. "This is so fucking hot, babe..."

"Happy birthday, baby. You're getting a private photo book of tonight as one of your gifts. Smile your prettiest."

You feel her velvet walls clench lovingly around your cock. It isn't a challenge at all though, with her slick lubricating her insides, to pull out nearly all the way, and force yourself back into her core.

Relish the feeling of fucking the most beautiful woman in the world. Take pride in how she powerlessly surrenders herself to your will. With every thrust deep into her pussy, you show her that she'll only ever belong to you.

"Babe, harder... Please fuck me harder." You comply with her request, as you thrust forward you forcefully pull her back. Her ass meets your pelvis at every pump, producing a symphony of slaps and groans.

Click, click, click. The camera makes its presence felt as flashes fill the other side of the bathroom. Push your goddess of a girlfriend harder against the glass, and she lets out a loud "ahhhh" as her nipples and breasts are squished onto the cold surface.

"Right there, babe, keep fucking me just like that..." Her walls only get tighter as your cock splits her apart. The sounds of her pleasure fill the bathroom as you bring her closer and closer to climax.

"I love you... so... fucking much, babe..." you mutter next to her ear. You can tell she's losing control of herself, she answers only in moans of ecstasy at the rough fucking she's receiving.

Hook her leg under your arm, raise it for the camera. Click, click. The view of her pussy being violated by your cock is crystal clear for the camera to capture. Click. Chaeyeon screams in pleasure as you reach new depths in the lewd position she finds herself in. Click. Her face is smushed against the glass with how hard you're pushing her. Click, click, click. Her nipples grow stiffer against the clear pane, spurring her on and on towards her eventual release.

"Sweetheart, you still good?" She can't answer, you know she can't. Just one look and you can tell she's long gone: her head thrown back, eyes rolled into the back of her skull, no regard for whatever she might be saying anymore.

Figure she's had enough. Conclude her long day with a bang. Give her a high note to end a perfect celebration. Better yet, make her sing the high note herself.

You grow more ravenous with your hold on her. "You know... One of your gifts... a whole photo book... of just tonight." Click. You thrust into her sex more roughly, chasing your high as you force her to reach hers. She can't defy you, and you know she won't. She's yours.

Her climax comes to her like an earth-splitting bolt of lightning. All at once, a guttural scream rips through her throat, click, streaks of her cum spray onto the glass she's pressed against, click, she stumbles as her legs give out underneath her, click, click, and her walls grip you in a desperate attempt to prolong her unholy pleasure as much as she can, click.

"I'm cumming, baby... Happy birthday--!!!" With a deep groan you shoot your cum into her womb, making sure every spurt stays in and takes. Her walls apply a heavenly amount of pressure on your cock, milking you for more, and you give her exactly what she wants. With every spurt of your hot cum into her abused snatch Chaeyeon screams louder yet, click, begging in gibberish for something she herself doesn't even know anymore.

You realize she's full up when your cum overflows from her pussy and down her thigh. She's taking heavy breaths now, and your wits are slipping away from you.

~~~

You find yourself sat on the cold tiled floor of the shower. Warm water still falls from the showerhead and onto the pair of you. Chaeyeon is taking her sweet time filling her lungs with air and steadying her breathing. Her head's leaned onto your shoulder, so you push her hair aside to give her a kiss on her forehead.

"I love you, sweetheart. You might not have heard me earlier, but happy birthday."

She can only respond in deep breaths and scratchy hums. She brings her lips back over to yours, last kiss before getting dressed for bed. And you know that meant "I love you too."

a/n: yknow i should just stop planning fics at this point lmao. anyways, happy birthday our feather chaeyeon!!!

#lee chaeyeon smut #chaeyeon smut #girl group smut #izone smut #kpop smut

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darby-rowe · 3 months

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— baby blue, bambi, & you.

academy!coriolanus snow x academy!sejanus plinth x academy!fem!reader

18+ | nsfw | mdni word count 2.2k cw frotting, voyeurism, f. masturbation, m/m/f threesome, double penetration, dirty talk, swearing, light degradation, face slapping, cunnilingus, anilingus (f. receiving), spit play, p in v, anal, unprotected sex (please use protection), creampie (vaginal & anal), not proofread notes [cries while i throw this at yall] HERE JUST TAKE IT. TAKE IT AND LEAVE. im gonna be so honest and say that writing threesomes are so hard, so hopefully yall like this!!! loosely based off of this ask.

You swore you were only gone for a little over ten minutes.

You quickly ran down the street to grab some snacks for the study session you were about to have with your friends Coriolanus and Sejanus. Just a couple of sweet and savory treats to nibble on as the three of you cram for finals. It was your fault for insisting the two boys stay back while you made your run because you were sure they would be a distraction. And you wanted to get down to studying as quickly as possible.

But now here you were, mouth agape like an idiot, staring through the crack in your door as you watched Coriolanus and Sejanus frotting their cocks together. In your own bed.

What the hell is someone supposed to do in this situation? You didn’t want to interrupt them because that would just be mortifying for all three of you. But if you let them keep going, who knew how long that would take? Were they planning on fully railing each other in your bed, completely unbeknownst to your shocked gaze? You still had the tote bag of snacks stupidly hanging off your shoulder. Maybe you should’ve jostled it around to make your presence known, give them time to collect themselves before you enter?

However, you didn’t do that. You didn’t do anything. You didn’t move a muscle. You just. Kept. Staring.

This was wrong. You knew it was wrong to spy on two people like this, watching as Coriolanus laid on his elbows while Sejanus sat on his knees, squeezing their hard cocks as he humped them back and forth. The way Coriolanus’s blonde curls fell into his blue eyes as he stared up at Sejanus with parted lips, panting ever so slightly and softly rubbing Sejanus’s forearm. Both boys had their pants and underwear pulled down just enough so their cocks could spring free (they must have been desperate to feel each other). From this angle, Sejanus looked as if he towered over Coriolanus, his build looking a lot stronger as he took control. Sweet melodic moans escaped Sejanus’s lips, and a couple of curses were heard beneath Coriolanus’s breath.

You had to squeeze your legs together as you quickly found yourself becoming more and more wet as you watched. You always found the two of them cute, and the prospect of dating either one of them wasn’t too far out of your reach. But at that moment you were plagued by even more questions. Were they dating each other without your knowledge? How come they never told you? Was this just one of those weird male obligation things? Like, “I’ll scratch your back if you scratch mine”? You never got men, and you surely were more confused now more than ever.

You slowly sat the tote bag down on the ground before slipping your hand underneath your skirt to rub at the growing wet spot on your panties. Now this was wrong, and you knew it, too. You felt as if you weren’t better than a common pervert spying on his neighbors through his window. Your mouth watered as your eyes trained on their cocks sliding against each other. You never knew they were both so… big. Coriolanus had more length while Sejanus was more thick. And for a split second, you wondered to yourself how they would both fit in your mouth.

The sheer thought of having both of their dicks in your mouth makes you rub yourself harder. You can almost even taste the saltiness of their skin right on your tongue. You end up closing your eyes for just a moment before looking back through the crack of your door, biting down hard on your lip to keep from making noise.

Coriolanus threw his head back and let out a moan that made your tummy do flips. It just made sense that such a pretty noise would come from a pretty boy. You dared to lean in further, to garner more of their conversation as you slipped your hand inside your panties to rub your clit more directly.

Sejanus was panting as he continued to hump above Coriolanus, occasionally letting out a curse or a small groan to vocalize his pleasure. “Feels good, yeah?” Sejanus mumbled, eliciting a small, “Fuck yeah,” from the blonde boy below him. You bit down harder on your lip.

“Gonna cum all over your cock,” Sejanus said under his breath, making Coriolanus mewl with excitement as he gripped at your bedsheets.

The blonde boy rocked his hips further into Sejanus’s grip. “Fuck yeah, cum all over me,” he growled through gritted teeth.

God, I want them to cum inside me, you thought.

You completely forgot about your moral dilemma from earlier. Everything about the scene unfolding right in front of your eyes was hot. So insanely fucking hot. It just made you rub at yourself faster and faster.

You wanted so badly to shove your fingers inside yourself and fuck your wet pussy as you watched the two boys frot their cocks together, but you knew the squelching would be loud enough to reach their ears. You had to settle for just teasing your clit, which was completely fine because you felt yourself already getting close to cumming.

The way Sejanus looked down at Coriolanus, talking to him with such filth as the blonde boy’s eyes filled with need — all of it was too much. Your thighs began to shake as the warmth in your lower abdomen began to unravel. You rubbed yourself more, and more, and more, until—

Your orgasm rocked your entire body, causing you to go a bit lightheaded and trip over your feet. In an effort to catch yourself, your hand desperately grabbed at your doorknob and you stumbled into your bedroom, completely exposing your perverted self to your friends. Your mouth and throat went dry, hand still down your skirt as you felt heat rise to your face and your blood go cold.

“Oh— oh, fuck,” you blurted out as the two boys stared at you. Coriolanus’s blue eyes seemed to pierce right through your very soul, and at that moment you were convinced you committed the most violating act of overstepping boundaries in your life. You quickly retracted your hand from beneath your skirt. “I am… I-I am so fucking sorry. I’m… I just—”

You really were a deer caught in headlights — caught in the headlights of Coriolanus’s and Sejanus’s gazes. However, Sejanus’s eyes were a bit softer than what you were expecting. And you also noticed how they didn’t scramble to get their clothes back on. Your eyes squinted. What was going on?

It wasn’t until Sejanus chuckled breathlessly at you and extended out a hand, waving you over towards the bed. “It’s okay, Y/N,” he assured. “C’mere, join us,”

You had to take a moment to process his words, but it wasn’t long before you quickly ripped off your cardigan and took Sejanus’s hand. His strong arm pulled you in for a deep, sloppy kiss as you crawled onto your bed, swiftly getting pushed down towards Coriolanus. You straddled the blonde boy’s waist as you leaned down to kiss him as well, lightly gasping as you felt the brown-haired boy flip up your maxi skirt and pull down your panties.

“God, you were really wet watching us, huh?” Sejanus teased from behind you, causing your face to heat up even more. You were about to defend yourself until you felt Sej’s warm tongue lick a stripe from your clit all the way up, up, up to your asshole. You shivered and let out a small whimper, eliciting a chuckle from Coryo.

“You were touching yourself, weren’t you?” Coryo teased, gently caressing your heated face with his cold hands. He let his thumb trace over your bottom lip and you gladly parted your lips to let him inside your mouth. “Such a naughty girl,”

You flinched a bit as you felt Sejanus spit onto your asshole, slowly pressing his finger inside you, eliciting a low groan from your throat. “How would you feel if we fucked both your holes, hm? Gonna spy on us and not expect to get the full treatment?”

You had to admit: Sejanus’s words shocked you. Everything was moving so fast. One moment you were out buying meaningless snacks to study and now you were about to have two out of three of your holes stuffed at the same time. You could barely even get any words out, only incoherent groans and whimpers.

You batted your eyelashes down at Coriolanus, who promptly smirked cheekily up at you and lightly slapped your cheek a couple of times. “Haven’t said a single word, yet,” he taunted. “C’mon, you dirty little pervert — do you want both our cocks inside you?”

The heat in your cheeks never left you, and when you didn’t respond for a few seconds, you gasped and yelped as you felt a sudden smack on your ass from Sejanus.

“Use your words, pretty girl,” Sejanus said, lightly rubbing his warm hand on the place of impact, making you softly whimper as words tried to escape your throat.

And Sejanus made speaking even more difficult as you felt him slowly begin to rub his rock hard cock in between your ass, making the words catch in your throat once more. Coriolanus gripped your face and forced you to look down at him, making you gasp.

“I asked you a fucking question, pervert,” The blonde boy snarled, earning you another slap on the cheek. “You’re a big girl, yeah? So answer us,”

“Yes!” You cried before the two boys could continue. “Please, god, just fuck me. Fuck me, please,”

“Aww,” Coriolanus mocked. “She speaks, Sejanus. Do you think we should give this perverted slut what she wants?”

You felt a soothing hand splay on your back. “Don’t be mean to her, Coryo,” Sejanus cooed, retracting his cock from between your ass to position at your entrance. “We can’t have her all worked up when I’m trying to — god — shove my cock in her ass,”

You grunted and threw your head back as you felt Sejanus’s thick cock slowly enter your ass, fisting hard at your bedsheets as you withstood the sharp sting. Even though Coriolanus could be a brat at times, the boy still had the heart to kiss you through the pain.

And soon enough, Sejanus’s cock was all the way inside you, and breathing deeply to regulate yourself, Coriolanus pushed inside your pussy with ease. The sound of both boys being enveloped by your tight holes had your head spinning, and slowly, you felt the two of them begin to fuck themselves inside you.

“Fuck…!” You cried, feeling Sejanus’s hand soothingly rub your back as he thrusted his dick in and out of your tight ass. The sweet, sweet sound of Sejanus relishing in how tight you are, his groans of pleasure, his warm hands on your back and hips — it made your mind hazy, growing more and more drunk on their cocks.

“Can’t… can’t take it… ‘s too much…” You mumbled, earning a condescending giggle from Coriolanus, who took it upon himself to wrap his arms around your waist and start fucking upwards into your squelching pussy.

If it was possible, your fingers dug deeper into your bedsheets as you let out strained cries and moans of pure ecstasy as you felt so incredibly full.

“Such a naughty little girl,” Coriolanus teased, his breath catching from the amount of energy he was exerting from fucking up into you.

“So fuckin’ tight,” Sejanus added, his moans melodically mixing with yours, creating a symphonic cacophony of ecstasy. You had no idea what to do with your body, trading sloppy lazy kisses with Coriolanus periodically, body jolting whenever Sejanus smacked your ass.

It wasn’t long before you felt your orgasm already drawing close, feeling like your body was going to explode with the mixture of sensations happening inside you. Your nerves felt so hot that you thought you were about to explode into flames, getting fucked so hard and good by your two hot classmates. Your mind felt dumb, blank, too hazy to even think.

“I can feel your pussy about to cum,” Coriolanus said from beneath you. “C’mon, cum on our cocks. Yeah, that’s right, you naughty girl,”

Your body began trembling uncontrollably, and with a sob and a cry, the coiling within your lower stomach came undone. You felt your pussy gush out your juices with each pulse of your orgasm, the sheer power of it all making you nearly collapse onto Coriolanus’s body who continued to hold you through your high.

“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum in your ass,” Sejanus mumbled, immediately followed by a pretty groan as he released himself within you. Coriolanus followed suit, cumming so hard and deep within your pussy that you swore you felt his seed enter straight into your womb.

You laid there panting, spent, filled with cum like the whore you secretly wanted to be as the two boys soothed your used body with their hands. You wanted to speak up, to say anything about what just transpired between the three of you, to ask what your relationship was going to be moving forward. But you could only muster to say one thing.

“I think…” you panted, swallowing hard. “I think we should get to studying now…”

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intynidad · 11 months

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YES MAKE A PART 2 OF SHAPESHIFTER

they’ve been living in my head rent free since i read the fic and i’m gonna lose it

You guys really liked that fic huh

I tried my best at doing smut even though shapeshifter can change all o their body, hope you guys like it!

(I’m planning on making a new part that is more explicit??? But idk if you guys would like that)

Love has many forms pt 2

NSFW

warning: yandere tendencies?? (Not a lot but im gonna say it just in case), mention of female and male genitalia (not towards reader) minors DNI

Some people are like two perfect puzzle pieces, fitting together effortlessly and completing each other's picture. It's a beautiful connection that brings harmony and joy. However, your last relationship was different. You and your partner were more like two corner pieces of the same puzzle, belonging to the same game but unable to fit no matter how hard you tried.

In your current relationship, things were different. While you remained the same little puzzle piece, your partner was like water, flowing and fitting into every nook and cranny around you. Their ability to adapt to every situation and effortlessly surround you was one of the perks of dating a shapeshifter.

Their shapeshifting abilities added a thrilling element of excitement and adventure to your relationship. Witnessing their seamless transformations into different forms and their effortless blending into various environments was truly awe-inspiring. They made it clear since day 1 that they didn't mind changing all of themself to fit your likes. It sounds romantic or even a little comical but the way pure obsession dripped from their eyes made you believe them.

Their abilities were present even in the most intimate moments of your relationship

Sometimes their hands were small and delicate and sometimes where rough and full of scars, both of them made and excellent works on touching your body and having the knowledge that your partner could be anyone you ever dream of aroused you

At first you were shy about asking about using their powers in the bedroom, after all you told them you wanted to love them as they are, but they were their powers and they have told you that they didn't mind…

So the first time you ask them to change into a celebrity you had a crush on, you tried and tried to not moan the celebrity’s name but it slowly fell out of your lips, again they said that you could moan the name of whoever you wanted after all THEY were them in that moment

Then it was a supermodel you thought was hot, after that they even started to experiment with their different forms.

Sometimes they had a pussy dripping from arousement for you, sometimes they had a cock erect and hard ready for you to suck on

Sometimes they made themselves bigger while being inside you just to watch you squirm and your little please of “its too big” “i'm gonna break” just motive them to do it again

Sometimes they had small breast that you could fold with one hand and sometimes they had huge breaths that they loved to let you suck and squish

Your partner was very happy that you ask them about using their powers, after all the more they know about your body the better they can make you moan.

The fact that they just know that even if you break up with them, you will never have his pleasure with anyone else makes them smile, and even if you break up with them they just need to assume a new form for you to fall in love again and again and again.

Now that they know your preferences you won't be able to escape them, but since that wont happen they prefer to continue making you feel good.

The favorite moment was when the watch you ride them, since they started to add texture on their cocks you been cumming faster and faster, they think is adorable how you eager you are bouncing up and down on them, is so cute watching you bite the pillow of your shared home trying to stop yourself from moaning but they know exactly how to make you sing like a little bird for them

And believe me for them you sing like an angel

Their angel

And no one else

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angelshadowsinger · 10 months

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Prized Possession

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Azriel x f!reader 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.3k 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲: fluff!! littlest hint of spice. like a little angst too bc they have a brief fight??? idk

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:

You lose something and Azriel gets it back for you.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞:

im too soft for this pls its too much. i almost made this a smut but i am wholesome and refuse to listen to the little devil on my shoulder. also this is unedited

･゜゜・．｡･゜゜・．｡･ﾟﾟ･．｡･゜゜・．｡･ﾟﾟ･

ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ: ʙʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴇʀᴛɪꜰʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ 18 ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴏʀ. ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ.

･゜゜・．｡･゜゜・．｡･ﾟﾟ･．｡･゜゜・．｡･ﾟﾟ･

The ground shook as the air cleaved and two bodies fell to the floor from the mass of shadow above. A wave of cold river water surged out, slickening the marble tile with a slight greenish tinge.

You were retching up water on your hands and knees, drenched hair plastered to your face and your neck. A large slice of skin was exposed diagonally across your collar from where the siren had scratched you, a red ring around your wrist quickly turning purple from where it had grabbed you and dragged you under. That was all before Azriel had dove in from the sky, as graceful and lethal as a bullet with his wings tucked tight and limbs flush to his sides. In but a flash of blinding, brilliant blue did he slay the faerie, the life just starting to leave its gaze before firm hands had snatched you and you’d slipped away into the shadows.

Now the shadowsinger was coughing violently, all the while glaring at you as he braced his scarred hands on his knees, heaved over. His large, dark wings were dripping, a mist showering over you as he shook them free of moisture. You could feel his stony stare fixed on you as the puddle on the floor gradually grew, both your bodies dripping.

The moment you regained some semblance of control you were up on your feet and jabbing a finger into the male’s broad chest, a vicious growl emitting from your mouth and your eyes ablaze.

“What the hell is your problem?!”

He had the audacity to look shocked by your outrage, a dark brow scrunching and lips pulling back to snarl something back at you but you were quicker than him.

“I had it, Azriel, what the fuck?”

“The only thing you had was a watery grave,” he instantly barked back, now standing upright so he loomed over you as usual.

Somehow he looked even more devastating fully drenched, his clothes sticking to his lean frame, revealing his rippling muscles to you with every movement. His dark locks were pitch black and curling at the tips, heavy, shiny droplets collecting at the very ends. Hazel was lit aglow beneath that darkness, his gaze lit with some unknown wrath that you didn’t quite know how to place.

It was just plain unfair how good he looked after nearly drowning.

“Fuck you,” you scoffed, even if he was right. The ache in your lungs remained from your lack of breath, the creature having dragged you underwater so deep that your ears nearly popped with the pressure.

You turned away from him as your fingers ran over your chest, toward the spot that your necklace usually laid upon. But now there was only a shallow slice where the siren had swiped it from you, and the tattered edges of your top. Tears welled in your eyes at the barren expanse of skin you felt, but you refused to let them fall in front of the shadowsinger, refused to let your anger turn to sorrow before you were in the privacy of your own room.

“I think gratitude would be more appropriate,” Azriel spoke harshly, still glowering from his position behind you. “You know, for saving your life?”

You whirled around, fists clenched at your hips. “Would you just shut up!” your hiss morphed into a gasp as you trembled with the effort of curbing the sob that tried to escape.

The haughty look instantly dropped from Azriel’s face, his eyes flicking over every inch of you to assess you for any sign of physical damage. When all he came up with was the cut on your collar and the bruise around your wrist, his brow furrowed.

You were shaking, frustration peaking as you ran your fingers through your sopping hair, starting to pace before the male. “I had it, it was right there…” you muttered to yourself, quickly swiping away a rogue tear, praying he hadn’t seen it.

The shadowsinger remained rooted where he stood, watching your display of upset with quiet intensity. After you had paced for a minute, he finally asked, “You had… what?”

His voice was deep as it sliced the silence in the room. The chill of his chambers was now starting to leech into your bones, your arms crossing over your soaked midsection.

You pinched the spot between your brow and nose bridge, willing any nearly-boiling emotions to relax to a simmer, at least while you were still in front of your long-time crush. “Just forget about it…”

You weren’t looking at him so you didn’t see the way his plush lips pursed.

“Forget about what?” he pressed. His persistence forced an annoyed sigh from you, and you shot him a quick glare before continuing your pacing.

“It’s nothing,” you said, trying to shut him down again. You didn’t know why enlightening him of the true reason you were so upset seemed somehow embarrassing. Maybe it was because the male had never shown profound emotion to you and therefore cueing him in on your own felt… too intimate.

But Azriel wasn’t having it.

“If it’s really nothing—”

“You wouldn’t get it.”

“Try me.”

You turned again, facing the male before you and gauging his stance. With one look you knew he was not dropping it. Any excuses you would attempt would be futile.

“It took… my necklace.”

You held your breath, waiting for him to explode, for him to belittle you and call you stupid and materialistic and any other insult he could produce. But all he did was stand there, and look at you.

Eventually, he said, “So you’re telling me that you nearly drowned… for some jewelry?”

Your eyes fell from his to the floor. You knew he wouldn’t understand.

“Risking your life for such a thing is extremely reckless and I don’t care to entertain it,” he stated, callous.

“It’s not just some jewelry!” you quipped, standing your ground. You didn’t care if it made you look weak, stupid. Yes, you thought he was cute and funny and usually kind, but this meant a lot to you and you were going to hold your own.

Azriel sighed, stepping closer to you. “I don’t think you understand the value of your life, or the importance of your existence in others’.”

You brushed off whatever that meant.

“It’s the only thing I have left from my mother,” you finally revealed, the words fading softer toward the end. You regretted it immediately, but you knew from the emotion that flashed in his eyes that he had heard it, and there was no taking it back now.

You had never mentioned her to him before, only the fact that she was dead and had been for a long time. And Azriel hadn’t pushed, so you hadn’t felt the desire to give any further detail.

But now he was looking at you with some sentiment you couldn’t quite place. It seemed like… maybe it was… empathy.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “I shouldn’t have yelled.”

You were surprised by his immediate apology, hadn’t expected it. A somber smile graced your lips and you nodded, gaze drifting down to your feet again, turning to head back to your room to wallow in self-pity. “It’s okay, it’s just a necklace.”

Three steps into your retreat Azriel cleared his throat.

When you turned to look at him he was still standing there, but he now had a little smirk on his lips as he held out a clenched fist. He released his grip and out dropped a small, silver-laced heart pendant, the chain bouncing from its coil around his fingers.

“You mean this necklace?”

Your breath was genuinely sucked out from your lungs, your eyes tearing up as you blinked furiously, unsure if he was really holding your most prized possession.

“Az,” you blubbered, choked up and your lip quivering. “That’s…” Two slow steps and then you were flying into his arms, your limbs wrapping around his torso as you clung to him and laughed.

Azriel stumbled back just slightly, unprepared for your abrupt launch into his embrace. But he quickly recovered, his free arm wrapping around you so your bottom was secured by his elbow, his hand at your waist. He chuckled as you squeezed him, fingers reaching out to stroke the pendant that now lay in his open palm, to make sure it was really here and you hadn’t lost it. Your longtime crush had saved you and somehow managed to sneakily grab your necklace at the same time.

“Thank you,” you sniffed, tears welling up with relief, “thank you, thank you so much, thank you Az.” You whispered it over and over, tucking your face in against his neck, breathing in that soothing cool cedar scent you loved so much.

The shadowsinger was blushing with your proximity and your praise, near giddy from your outright gratefulness. He allowed himself to nuzzle your ear just once, not wanting to toe the line. “Of course, sweetheart… anything for you.”

You sat back so you could look at him, your beaming smile reaching your eyes. Azriel couldn’t help but grin back at you.

“I can’t believe you got it! You’re the best, Az!” you cheered, fingers now resting on his palm, pleased to find the necklace was indeed there and not lost at the bottom of the river.

The Illyrian was basically looking at you with heart-eyes now, not used to such overt flattery. You wiggled in his grasp, totally overjoyed. The display of your content was making his heart feel funny, his icy exterior completely melting for you.

“I’m so happy right now, I could just—”

You planted your mouth on his, hands coming to cup his strong jaw and hold his face flush to yours.

Azriel went stiff, his eyes widening as his grip on you became steel. But you were undeterred, pulling back to plant a few more swift, equally-firm kisses on his lips and then across his hot cheeks and nose.

When you pulled back, Azriel was gaping at you, lips now parted and his cheeks and the tips of his ears a soft, warm pink. Your smile faded as you took in his expression, settling into the knowledge that you’d just assaulted him with a barrage of kisses.

“Shit— I— I’m sorry Az,” you laughed, embarrassment creeping up the back of your neck. “I just— got a bit excited, I guess.”

You shifted so he would let you down but he refused to budge, arm taut around you. His wings were held high and tight behind him, still buffering as he tried to process what you had just done.

Your cheeks were becoming the same shade as his now, and you swallowed, uncomfortable under his intense stare. You weren’t accustomed to being able to look him head-on like this; he usually towered over you. He was so handsome up close, it made your heart drop into your stomach at the thought that you had just kissed him. About ten times, give or take.

It seemed like an eternity had passed before the shadowsinger finally blinked and closed his mouth, his eyes falling to linger on your lips. You felt aflame as you watched his tongue dart out, tasting the spot your lips had just claimed. “That’s alright,” he murmured, the hand that was holding the necklace coming to tuck your wet hair behind your ear, fingertips gliding down your jaw, leaving you wanting more. “Seems like a worthy reward for returning your most prized possession to you.”

Then he was setting you down, your ankles suddenly weak as your feet touched the ground.

“Allow me,” he said and gently placed his hand on your hip, turning you away from him.

You held your breath as the rough pads of his fingers coasted up your shoulder, the familiar weight of your mother’s pendant heavy against your rapidly-beating chest while he secured the clasp. You tried to calm yourself down but it wasn’t happening, your body leaning back against him on its own.

Azriel hissed lowly, firm hands grasping the back of your forearms and holding you out, far from where your back had grazed him. “Careful— you’re not the only one excited here.”

Your face burned and your core stirred at the same time.

“Sorry…” you whispered meekly.

He sighed a soft laugh, one hand rubbing your arm. “It’s alright. You go and run a hot bath, you’re drenched and I can hear your teeth rattling from here.”

You turned and smiled smally, grateful he was offering you an escape. You took extra care in keeping your eyes locked with his, no matter how bad you wanted to look down and see just how excited he was. “Thank you again, Az. You have no idea how much this means to me.”

And with that, you slipped from his chambers, the sound of your wet feet pattering down the hallway.

Azriel watched the spot where you had disappeared around his door, his shadows now surging out and dancing around him with glee, flickering across his mouth to get a taste of you. He didn’t care that he was still dripping wet as he flopped back onto his bed, his fingers coming to trace his lips. He recalled how your mouth felt on him, closing his eyes as he tried to preserve the feeling as best he could.

“No sweetheart,” he spoke to no one in particular, a confession only the stars in the sky would hear, “you’ve no idea how much you mean to me.”

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