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little-miss-dilf-lover · 3 months

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hii! it’s me yet again. just resending the link. thank you!! 😊

https://www.tumblr.com/little-miss-dilf-lover/740301214616616960/hi-how-are-you-ive-been-reading-your-fics-for-a

hii angel!! really loved writing this!! link - but will summarise to save the search. thanks for requesting, hope like it💌 not back yet, this was in my drafts

MISSED CALLS.

tangerine x fem!reader

summary. tangerine doesn’t answer your calls when he’s away on work. one night you think you hear a someone breaking in

word count. 968

warnings. angst!! little bit of hitting (reader hitting tan) hurt comfort bc it heals my heart and wound cleaning

The severity and extreme conditions of Tangerine's job often left you feeling vulnerable - alone hundreds of miles away as you wallow in worry. Castaway with no way of keeping tabs on him, no way of confirming whether he was dead or alive.

This particular mission had you in all sorts of perpetual grief - in an everlasting spiral of dread as you await his calls. For the last week, you eagerly lingered by the phone, waiting for him to give you updates - anything to let you know he was okay. But you never once received a call - not even a quick, measly text.

It was late, the evening dark and quiet as you set up in the kitchen, wanting to distract yourself from the fear of him being gone by making a hearty dish - cooking your favourite meal to ease the ache in your heart.

Pulling out the ingredients from the fridge, you place them on the counter beside the board and knife, setting everything down on the surface. You pause, stopping still as you hear the sound of faint scuffling from behind the front door - the noise of heavy footsteps.

You grab the large knife from the chopping block, clutching it tightly in your fist as you back away from the window, shrinking in on yourself to minimise being seen. Without a second to think otherwise, you find yourself following the sound, territorial footsteps leading the way.

Standing beside the grand wood door, clasping the chef's knife with the blade pointing down - holding it in the angle Tangerine taught you. Stilling your erratic breath, you pause, hearing a familiar groan from behind the oak.

The jingling of keys confirms your theory, and you yank the door open, the immediate feeling of relief easing your shoulders when you see him on the other side.

"Oh my god," you gasp, dropping the knife to the floor - pulling him in for a hug. "Oh my god," you repeat, shock evident in your breathy tone.

Tangerine drops his duffle bag, gripping you tighter, hands clasping around your mid back - holding you like he didn't want to let go. "I'm so sorry," he mutters, his words full of sorrow. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, clutching you in a tight embrace.

"Why didn't you call? I was so worried," you whisper, squeezing him, relishing the feeling of his upper body. "You didn't even text... nothing," your tone subtly changes, the juxtaposing emotion of anger slowly creeping in. "You didn't text."

You back your head away from its spot in his neck, pulling away. "A whole week— nothing. How could you do that?" you remark, tone growing pointed.

"I know, love. I know—" he starts, his words soft and heartfelt though you were in no mood to hear it this second.

"That's so fucked up," you retort, trying to pull away from his tight hold. "So selfish," pushing and hitting at his chest, attempting to free yourself. "Let go— you're so selfish. You— how could you do—" you continue, words breaking when he doesn't release you - his hold still firm around you even with your hitting. "A whole week."

"Darlin'," he coos, pulling you back in. "I know," he adds, words faint as he mutters them into your forehead - clear regret in his voice.

He slips his hands from their hold on your back, moving to the sides of your face, cupping your cheeks as if to calm you - ground you. Making you look him in the eye, and only then do you really see his face, finally taking note of the cuts and scrapes and bruises marking his skin.

"You're hurt," you mumble, teary eyes darting over his face.

He hums, pressing a kiss into your forehead. "Bit of'a bosh," he weakly smiles, trying to lighten the mood.

You give him that all-too-knowing look, a faint grin lining your lips as you slip from his hold, weaving your hand into his. Leading him into the kitchen, you guide Tangerine to the table, making him sit.

You rummage the cupboard under the sink, collecting the medical kit and a glass of water - setting it all down on the table before washing your hands. You pull out a chair beside him, dragging it closer to take a seat.

You tear open an antiseptic wipe and carefully dap it around the gash above his eyebrow, cleaning the bloody skin. "Lucky it doesn't need stitches," you murmur, eyes focused on the wound.

Tangerine doesn't respond, not even a hum - appearing as though he was preoccupied, just intently gazing at you as you mend him.

You part focus from his eyebrow and sift through the first-aid box. "I'm sorry for hitting you," you whisper, keeping your gaze down. "That was..." you raggedly exhale as you squeeze antibacterial cream onto your index, reaching to smear it on his skin. "That was stupid of me— shouldn't have done it," you shake your head, brushing off the thought.

His head cocks to the side in disapproval. "Don't say that," he softly scolds, his tone still warm and loving. "You don't need to be sorry... for anything."

You slump back into your seat, finally looking Tangerine in the eyes - finally meeting his gaze. "I thought you were dead," you admit, fidgeting with your fingers.

He notices your uneasy hands and places his over yours - large palms engulfing yours, the sentiment immediately comforting you. "I'm okay, darlin', I promise," he says softly, squeezing your hands. "I ain't ever gonna let that happen, okay? Ya'hear me? I will never let that happen."

"But what if when—"

"No," he cuts you off, his single word firm and gentle. "I will never put you through that."

#request #abbiesrighttoe #tangerine #tangerine angst #tangerine x reader #tangerine x fem!reader #tangerine bullet train

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 month

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hi! i hope you’re well. I’m back again with a request. i was thinking tan and reader being good friends and both having feelings for eachother. the reader is a nurse so tan often gets fixed up by her after missions. most of the times he comes over at a reasonable time and texts or calls before hand but not this time. he comes over unannounced around midnight scaring the reader awake. after realising it’s tan she’s quick to scold him abt getting injured so badly and being there so late. she gets her medical kit and cleans, bandages and if needed stitches his wounds while he’s sitting on the counter of her bathroom shirtless while she’s checking his wounds basically standing inbetween his legs. after finishing up they realise how close they are to one another. and one thing leads to another and they..?🤭💓

hii honey!! love love it! thank you for requesting, hope you like it. the image is too fitting to pass up💌

TWO AM WAKE-UP CALL.

tangerine x nurse fem!reader — fluff/ misc

word count. 444

warnings. a couple blood mentions

Being a nurse has its perks, of course, like any job. But what you never expected was the amount of irregular visits you'd get from a particular assassin friend of yours.

But tonight was different to most. You were startled awake by erratic knocking at your front door, the loud noise echoing through your place.

And once you peek through the peephole, you see who is on the other side.

"Fuck," you gasp, looking at Tangerine through the gap of the open door. "What happened?" you ask, looking at his hand clasped over his bicep - blood seeping through his fingers.

"Stabbed," he says simply, walking past you - heading for your bathroom.

"Oh my god, oh my god," you mutter, closing the door behind you. "Didn't get followed, did you? Oh my god, this is so bad— careful, watch the floor. You're dripping everywhere."

He mutters a 'no', far too agonised, face crumpling up as he pushes the bathroom door open.

You collect your medical bag and immediately follow after him, joining him in the small room. He was already sitting on the edge of the counter, bloody shirt disregarded in the sink - his helpful self making it easier for you.

"Sorry, should've called first," he shakes his head, diverting away bashfully.

You softly hum as you slip on some gloves, visually assessing the slice in his upper arm. "It's okay," you nod, trying to reassure him. "I like being awake at two am cleaning blood," you joke.

Though, Tan doesn't seem impressed with your attempts at lightening the air, instead rather embarrassed.

"I'm sorry," you sympathetically frown at him and turn your attention back to his arm, cleaning the skin around the wound. "I'm kidding, it's okay, really."

He only nods, turning his eyes back to you as he watches you mend him - his focus eager, unbeknownst to you.

"Thank you," he mutters, gaze still on your face, looking down at you standing between his knees.

"It's no problem," you momentarily smile up at him and continue wrapping the bandage around his bicep - being mindful, not wanting to hurt him further. "You have to be more careful out there... don't want you dying on me."

"You don't have to worry about me. Not letting that happen," Tangerine reassures, slipping his free hand into yours - pressing a kiss into the latex on the back of it. His head cocks to the side sweetly, looking at you with warmth in his eyes.

"I just worry about you, that's all."

And without a second to think otherwise, he cups the sides of your face, bringing you in for that much-awaited kiss.

#request #abbiesrighttoe #tangerine #tangerine x reader #tangerine x fem!reader #tangerine bullet train

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 month

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hey!! how are you? I saw your requests were open and I had an idea. I would love a day with tan maybe after a tiring mission but he’s back and falling back to same routine together. like waking up together, getting ready together (maybe a shared shower 🧐), making breakfast together (while annoying eachother, so stupid shit like tickling, or smacking eachothers butt which I honestly think y/n or reader whatever whoever prefers to call it smacks tans butt more often mostly to annoy him), eating together, chilling, watching movies etc, also probably ordering in for dinner and both of them not being able to decide on what to get and ending up just getting something simple like pizza. getting ready for bed. basically just fluff, a bit of romance and annoying eachother through out the day. this might be a lot for one thing so I trust with whatever u do with this idea will be lovely and a great read 💓

hii my angel!! this is so cute, I love it!! I changed the format of which I usually write, so that I could include all the ideas you gave. thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌

DAY AT HOME.

tangerine x fem!reader — fluff

word count. 464

It was the first morning since Tangerine returned home from a mission, and as if it was muscle memory, both of you had slipped back into routine - doing things together as if no time had passed.

It all started with cuddles in bed as you adjusted to the day, snuggled into his side as he played with the ends of your hair - fingers twirling the strands as you both looked out into the gloomy sky through the window. Peace and quiet, and the way it should be - Tangerine back home safe.

After a little while lounging in the warmth of the bed, you reluctantly followed his orders to get up, though you were far too comfortable to move. So, to him, the only way to get you out would be the promise of a shared shower, and naturally, it worked like a charm.

Once both of you had washed and dried, you dressed for the day in comfy clothes, him in pyjama bottoms and a plain tee, you in sweats and one of his hoodies.

Each of you make your way downstairs, heading for the kitchen as if it were instinct to prepare breakfast together. Doing things seamlessly, as if neither of you had to think about it - you were washing and cutting fruits while he peeled and cubed potatoes on the counter next to you. Without as much as a discussion, you made your favourite breakfast. The room filling with smells of cooking and sounds of faint laughter, kisses and small taps on the ass.

You ate at the kitchen table, sat side by side, joined at the hip as you eased into the late morning.

After cleaning the mess of making breakfast and letting your food settle, you both head for the living room - one of you closed the curtains while the other flicked on the lamps, wanting the space to be cosy. Both settling on the sofa under the blankets, you snuggle into your lover's side as he works the tv controller.

Many hours and movies go past before either of you realise the time - far too occupied with one another to check your phones. After elaborate discussion and debate, you finally decide what to order for your dinner and settle on pizza from your favourite local shop.

After dinner and another quick movie, he suggests it's time to leave the dents you've been curating in the sofa - offering some fresh air with him out the back door while he has a smoke break.

For the last portion of the night, you continue your shared nighttime routines - washing in a shared bath before heading to bed, snuggling the same way you did this morning, ready to repeat it all again the next day.

this definitely isn’t my best, my bad😶

#request #abbiesrighttoe #tangerine #tangerine x reader #tangerine bullet train #tangerine fluff

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 3 months

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hi! how are you doing? I was wondering if u had any favourite accounts or writes on tumblr that you recommend. i haven’t been able to find a lot writers or cool accounts myself. (except yours of course, I love your account)

hii lovely!! im doing well thank you! how are you?? 💓💓

unfortunately I don’t get to read as much as I like, I dedicate more of my free time to writing rather than reading so im not really the best person to ask for this. I do have a few but it depends what you’re into/ who you read for as I don’t typically read the characters I write for

some mutuals: (sadly I don’t get much chance to read their stuff anymore. also hope you don’t mind me tagging!!)

@kissitbttr

@madschiavelique

@chvoswxtch

@yarrystyleeza

@peterman-spideyparker

@mrsaluado

@gh0stsp1d3r

@xbellaxcarolinax

(I had loads more but I accidentally deleted this and now I can’t remember lol. sorry if I missed some, I’ll add to this when I remember more)

ones I follow: (im too scared to tag them, so I’ll pussy out😭)

@/luveline

@/honeypiehotchner

@/ghosts-cryphera

@/murdrdocs

@/lundenloves

@/rowan

@/stargirlrchive

@/starstruckmiraclekitty

typically i read ones I see on my dash/ ones that have been reblogged by non-writer mutuals so I don’t follow a whole heap <33

all are welcome to add to the list💌

#ask #abbiesrighttoe #fic recs

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